It all happened in a small cottage on the edge of a dark forest on a cold, blustery winter night under the light of a full super moon. The trees were shaking and swaying, while the leaves, covered with a hoarfrost, were gyrating all over the forest floor as if they were dancing to a ghostly tune brought by the harbingers of the wind. 

The Gods themselves knew that this was a momentous occasion. 

The birth of a new world order.

A time would soon come when, eventually, everyone would be in unity. 

All, every one of us, would be able to sit in agreement of this simple truth: that Craig’s Nuts would be, indeed, the best nut that they’d ever had in their mouth.