Please exit my refrigerator. You are causing a stink that I'm pretty sure has yet to be discovered and made into a Harry Potter Jelly Bean. I have a feeling at one point in your life you were broccoli but have now evolved into some sort of science experiment gone horribly wrong. I have ran out of good smelling candles and it's now starting to smell of rotten milk with a side of asparagus, hmm perhaps you were asparagus. If you do not leave by tomorrow I will use my shot gun.