» Sat Jul 10, 2010 12:48 pm
The way I see the world ending is this:
An old woman walks into a convenience store, carrying some yarn and her knitting needles. She stops at the counter, asking in a frail voice, "Could you get one of those nice green apples down from that shelf for me, young man? I've got a hankering for baked apples, and those green ones would do nicely, I should think."
"Sure thing, Granny," says the rather unkempt and unfriendly cashier, as he begins to step around the counter to help her.
Suddenly a pack of ninjas bursts through the windows, swinging nunchucks and whipping throwing stars at everyone in sight. There is a tremendous blood-bath and lots of screaming, as people desperately try to flee. The cashier has his throat slashed by a throwing star, and blood splatters the little old lady's face. She turns slowly around, and one of the ninjas stops before her, a cold, blood-thirsty look in his eyes.
"Prepare to meet your maker, old lady," the ninja coldly sneers.
"Bring it on," says Granny, tossing her knitting to the floor and pulling her knitting needles out with a loud, metallic scraping sound, like swords being unsheathed.
There is an air of suspense in the convenience store, as everyone left alive stands around, watching and waiting for the epic battle to begin. Beads of sweat form on their foreheads as Granny and Ninja stare each other down. Ninja takes the first move, swinging his nunchucks with great power, and shouting in that stereotypical ninja-like way, "Hyyyy-ahhhh!"
But just as Ninja comes near, Granny does one of those Matrix-like moves, bending backwards in slow-motion to avoid the crushing blow of the ninja's nunchucks. Then she spins around and stabs the ninja in the side with one of her knitting needles. He falls instantly, dying from the shock of being bested by a little old lady. Then the other ninjas all jump into action, ready to gang up and slaughter the old lady who killed their friend. But with incredible skill, Granny pulls out her cane and begins taking them down, one by one, and before long all the ninjas lay dead. The crowd that has gathered in the convenience store cheers as Granny straightens up and wipes the sweat off her forehead, saying, "No one messes with Granny Smith."
And that is how the Granny Smith Apple got its name....
Now, back to the apocalypse--we will all die in a fiery explosion, when a group of revenge seeking super-ninjas figures out how to use apples as a weapon of mass destruction. :toughninja: :ermm: