Where have you been all of my life?

Me? I've been in the stew pot marinatin' in that good shit. That paprika shit and that lawry's shit. That garlic shit and that black pepper shit. They put the lid on me thinking it would hide me, but it only served to. . .you guessed it, let me marinate and come to a slow boil. But like much steam when it accumulates, something's got to blow.

I popped my lid and. . .well. . .here I am!