Imagininjation

So there I was minding my own business during a staff meeting. I had a cup of coffee, my yearly fiscal report and of course my nunchucks tucked into my messenger bag. The meeting was starting to get boring when WHAM! thru the skylight fell three black and orange clad ninja. Their colors revealed them as Orchard Hill Assassins (the Baptist Church across the street). They landed in that Matrix one knee down pose and everyone was stunned, except for me of course. I've been preparing for this all my life.

While the other began to cry and beg for their lives I whipped into action. The one closest to me got a splash of hot coffee (one milk, two sugars) right in the face (luckily his ninja mask is the kind where the eyes are visible). I then use him as a running board for a tremendous spinning jump kick to another. I fall into trip spin and yell, "Get out! I'll hold them off!" The youth ministers have already left leaving the women to defend themselves.

With only one ninja remaining we square off on top of the conference table. He draws a katana, I wield my nunchucks. We both take a moment to display our prowess with some fancy moves. Unfortunately I hit myself sharply on the shin with my nunchucks and trip forward onto his sword. He's stunned, but with my last breath I choke him to death with my yearly fiscal report. Now that's irony, I thought I was going to be the one t choke to death on it.