You spot a empty end cap shelf down aisle four. You pull it out of it's brackets with some difficulty. A three foot long piece of thing with catch hooks on the sides to mount it onto a gondola of items for sale. You hold the shelf in both hands and you spin in circles making the shelf whistle. You time it and let go. The shelf spins 19 feet into Sigal's chest with a pang! The man boy is smashed into the register and he falls with a pained yip. Ha ha!