The last time we saw Paul he was struggling with his dream to be a full fledged Ninja. Though the doctor diagnosed him with Ninjaism, and insisted he be put on anti-Ninjaism medication, Paul’s wife refused the medication, encouraging him to take on new hobbies as a way of fighting the Ninja urge.
She tried jogging, cycling, golf, clubbing, cards… anything she could think of. Then one day she brought him to a large cooking store and – after 10 minutes of wrestling off his homemade Ninja outfit – stuck a chef’s had on his head.
The hat slid on like a glove, and though Paul didn’t move much, his wife could see a twinkle in his eyes.
In that instant Paul’s Ninjaism was cured. But over the next few days a much worst disease began to infect his brain: Chefism.