They call me the girl that’s out of this world. Exotic. Passionate. Nobody knows where I’ve been, and I’m not the type to kiss and tell. Borneo, Tahiti, the Amalfi Coast? They can guess all they want. I may leave clues, but the minute you start to figure me out, I’m gone with the wind. I may make the scene in a taxi and I always go wild for a ride in a jet, but Bombshell Jerky is the only thing that takes me all the way to Cloud 9. The tastes I’ve indulged in are off the charts. I’m not sure what they’ll think up next, but whatever it is, I know I’ll be just wild for it.