I was sorta wondering that my own self. Heck, I should go up there and pass myself off as a pale Haitian so’s I can get adopted by a nice WASP couple that lives in a comfy place. I can make baloney and cheese sammiches as gooder as anyone else. Even grill ‘em if I’m feeling fancy. And, you, know, it takes a boatload less mussels to smile than it does to frown. I can keep my kisser in a frozen grin fo’ sho’. Can someone hook me up?