Penelope Land O' Lakes Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

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’?”

Sometimes I get so wrapped up in coding and swipe algorithms that I almost miss out on these tiny moments, but Land-O'-Lakes keeps callin’ me back. I sometimes get mad at the late-night bugs in my code but then, a stroll down by the old Mill Rd. reminds me the world’s still magical, even if I type a few typos here and there (totes not perfect, right? like "thsi" or "watc").

Farming is more high-tech than ever. Just ask Land O’Lakes’ chief technology officer.