“This will fly farther and more accurately,” said area man Chad Hester to a friend as they perused the disc golf section at Mountain Hardware and Sporting Supplies Tuesday afternoon. “See the perforated edges? This will have, like, slice and backspin. You can’t get that with most of these.”
Customers had confirmed that the two had spent a considerable amount of time looking at and closely examining the various frisbees and disc golf supplies with dubious precision. “43 minutes by my watch,” commented customer Steve Barek, who was trying on shoes with his two young boys. “And if I’m not mistaken, that unrelenting weed smell is emanating from the section they’ve been lurking in since they walked in. Which probably explains why they can’t make a solid decision on which frisbee will make a better driver than the other, exact same one.”
No doubt about it, noticed most of the patrons who were shopping at the sporting goods store that day, the homeless looking pair, who only stopped carefully inspecting each day-glow colored saucer to take a drag of their vapes, spent well over a considerable about of time picking out putters and wedges for a game traditionally played by stoned community college students or those currently finishing out a rehab stint.
“They’ve been arguing over whether that orange and green frisbee is a wood or an iron for like, seriously, 20 minutes. For real,” remarked store customer Sally Barder. “I’m trying to ignore them but they’re impossible to drown out. It’s a fucking frisbee, dude,” she added, as she made a bee line for the register.At press time the two were finally at the opposite pay counter where the cashier was removing the Phish decal they had already stuck on it so she could scan the barcode.