To whomever finds this message:

I was once like you: unsure, unchewed, flavor-curious and SexyAF.

Then came the rope. Not just any rope...

A Tarty Party in edible form.

I can’t tell you what dimension I’m in now...

just that it smells like lemons, feels like dancing,

and sounds like your favorite song slowed down by half and dipped in THC.

200 milligrams of citrus chaos braided into chewy glory.

Sweet. Tangy. Unexpectedly flirtatious.

Like kissing a Sasquatch size Sour Patch who reads poetry and knows your star chart.

I took one bite at sunset.

I woke up at brunch.

Someone had painted my nails and called me “vibes ambassador.”

I didn’t correct them.

Whether you’re alone on your couch or the uninvited life of someone else's party...

Tarty Party shows up loud, proud, and unapologetically juicy.

🍋 You’ve been warned.

🍭 You’ve been blessed.

💨 Now chew carefully… and party on.

Snack Bless, -Gummy DeMarco, Rope Model / Tart Prophet / Snacktime Oracle

Catch me drippin’ flavor on the Gram 📸, OnlyFans 🔥🍑, LinkedIn 💼🥸, and Pinterest 📌✨.

P.S. If this trends on TikTok, I want royalties. And a smoothie.