Walter is the last of his kind. He comes from a small town in Wisconsin. No one knows exactly when he was born, but his bag says that he is best if used before July 11, 2008. He has seen many of his friends disappear; watching them as they were ripped from the strip of cardboard to which they were all stapled.
The future is uncertain for Walter. He has been alone for weeks and it is impossible to predict who will walk through the door to rip him too from his home. Most people simply walk by so that they can find a bag of Doritos or Fritos or Pringles. Those that love strips of deep fried pork fat are rare.
But they are out there. It's only a matter of time now.
Some would call Walter old fashioned. But he has never let that get in the way of his goals. He knows he has a space to fill in the snack world. He knows he must do his part for his kind. To simply be cast out with the Mini Mart trash would be dishonorable.
And there's one thing that keeps him going day in and day out. Walter has a secret weapon. Something about Walter's make-up is unique and it is clearly marked there on his bag:
Walter has zero net carbs.
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