Munchie King

[Sasho]

On nights, when the smoke is just right, a transformation overcomes me. A spirit from the past embodies my soul. This man, no mere contender of condiments. He is the one who has appeared throughout various ages, when famine and destruction runs rampant and the only hope can come from a delactable sustanance of consumption. Yes. He is the Munchie King. I have seen him, I have lived him. If you have been lucky enough and brave enough to let this godly vexation overcome you then be praised. We are the ones who save the souls of the weary and starving. We the ones who can make a snail and a creamy sauce into a dish best served warm with toast tips. Who can turn spare meats in a freezer and mix them with various sweets and cheeses and possible drinks to turn a bullshit economy and tastless day by day dreg of food into a work of brilliance to be admired by the masses. Yes we. Praised be the Munchie KING! (if you have stories or have been blessed by the king, please share them and his tales will go down in antiquity.)