Young and innocent, maturing but not mature, infatuated but not yet in love, a blossoming flower not yet blossomed, the sweet nectar of a she-wolf’s teet majestically fills you with childhood dreams of the day boy became man.
Monthly Archives: February 2012
Boysenberry Gummies
Allow the distinct taste of nature’s accidental fruit remind you of the evanescence of your own existence and the reality that your dreams and the life you imagined for yourself are worth no more than the imported Peruvian plastic upon which these words appear.
Dragonfruit gummies
Like flesh torn from bone, a synapse frying burst of flavor strikes you to the core transforming you into the primordial beast that quickly spread his seed to create man.
Untitled gummies
Plucked from a newborn child’s tears, the piercing sweetness invokes memories of indian summer and the bare back of mountain princess.
Berry gummies
The ardent rush of mountain berry flavor takes away the breath as an endless hunting trip through the alps in pursuit of the most dangerous game of all: man
Cranberry gummies
Enjoy the sweetness of this mouthwatering benefactor and feel the rush of a roaring river as its juices pass through your intestinal tract and preserve the filtration of your kidneys.
Pear gummies
The taste of sweet nectar hits you like the sweet kiss of a wet Mountain breeze created by Aphrodites’ breathe.
Apple gummies (Tony Version)
The crisp apple flavor invokes the vibrant but often harsh realities of autumn, like a jagged dagger through the ever-beating heart of the dove of peace.
Apple gummies (Corey Version)
Shaken like a god fallen from the heavens, their life force flowing into the endless waters, our juicy apple bites invoke memories of the time before time.