Audrey Rethel Whore ❤️

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So, this Whorehound – Marrubium vulgare if ya wanna get fancy – it’s this fuzzy, gray-green punk that’s been creepin’ round Europe and Asia forever. Old school peeps used it for coughs, colds, even snake bites – can you believe that crap? I’m like, “Bro, you bit by a snake, and you’re chewin’ on this fuzzy trash?” Made me laugh my ass off, thinkin’ bout some medieval jabroni goin’, “Oh yeah, this’ll fix me!” Nah, man, it’s bitter as hell – tastes like dirt and regret. Tried it once, spit it out faster than you can say “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?”

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