[Growltigga]

Gryphin, lurking high above the cantina and unaware that he is now "bugged", fails to notice the patriot anti-Gryphin sneeky sneaker seeker missile streaking down from high orbit.. with a cartoon-esque kablooie, Gryhin is shrouded in actinic fire and falls to the ground..

Growltigga, clad in floppy hat and plus fours, walks over and places a golf ball on Gryph's nose, cursing his inability to tee off without taking almighty divots from the earth, Growltigga grips his trusty mashie niblick and lets swing..... on the ninth attempt, he manages to actually hit the ball (rather than Gryphin's head) and yells "Fore" in the traditional way