His lunch break was nearly over when it happened. Thieves. At Joe's favorite pub in the city! He couldn't believe it. One moment, Joe was enjoying some nice deli meats, cheese and crackers, and the next, he'd been forced to use the crackers to their full potential.
Few knew the true potential of the hardened, salted shapes of grain. Aside from Joe, that is. The thieves could never have seen it coming. With a scoop of his hands towards a bowl on his table, Joe had grabbed his weapons of choice for the mid-afternoon. THe crackers were sent flying as they whizzed through the air and cut into the thieves, rendering them useless and on the floor. What a mess.
But that was Joe. Trained early on to skillfully defeat anything with the most obscure of weapons. But now he was out of a lunch.
Few knew the true potential of the hardened, salted shapes of grain. Aside from Joe, that is. The thieves could never have seen it coming. With a scoop of his hands towards a bowl on his table, Joe had grabbed his weapons of choice for the mid-afternoon. THe crackers were sent flying as they whizzed through the air and cut into the thieves, rendering them useless and on the floor. What a mess.
But that was Joe. Trained early on to skillfully defeat anything with the most obscure of weapons. But now he was out of a lunch.
