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[Nathan is dressed in his golf outfit (which is almost the same as his regular outfit), and armed with his clubs. He's a bit of a distance away from the black hole. He swings, smashing the ball with full force.]
HRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[Will it go in?!
No. The heightened gravity kicks in and the golf ball drops like a fifty ton stone. Lame.]
Hmph...
[He pushes another ball forward and swings. He repeats this until he runs out of balls already on the floor, and still, nope, nothing goes into the black hole.]
Fuck. Fucking black hole. COME ON! AT LEAST LIKE... PULL IT IN OR SOMETHING!
[Why yes, he's yelling at it.
He grunts, and proceeds to get more golf balls from his bag. No black hole will defeat him, he's going to fucking hit one in there.]
HRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
[Will it go in?!
No. The heightened gravity kicks in and the golf ball drops like a fifty ton stone. Lame.]
Hmph...
[He pushes another ball forward and swings. He repeats this until he runs out of balls already on the floor, and still, nope, nothing goes into the black hole.]
Fuck. Fucking black hole. COME ON! AT LEAST LIKE... PULL IT IN OR SOMETHING!
[Why yes, he's yelling at it.
He grunts, and proceeds to get more golf balls from his bag. No black hole will defeat him, he's going to fucking hit one in there.]