If I were an herb chasing zombie in the zetaverse - I’d be that one who not only screeches crisp cold banshee flesh curdling yowels into the clean night, but my scandalously long and flesh eaten arms would lunge for Trader Joe’s zhoug for all of eternity, knocking any and all dark matters who might interfere, deter or slow her from shoveling
this into my face.
Zhoug is incredible - herbaceous as can be, spicy, complex, and where else are you getting a yemenese fix on this fine day?
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