Have you ever looked in the mirror and not been able to tell what kind of stew you are? I know, it's painful, humiliating, and downright shameful to walk around town with no stew type to identify as. If you sometimes think to yourself, "Dear God, whisper sweet stew things in my ear. Tell me who I am so that I may face Lucifer at the pearly gates and breathe beef steam onto his fires. Disembowel with sporks and foons all who may walk through the sweet willows still unaware of me for I shall proclaim it from the mountain tops." 

Then rejoice, as it is more common then you think. We begin this meeting of the Society for Forgotten Stew, welcoming you with open arms and empty bowls. 

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