🥭 The Maui Mango Mythos – As Told by Gummy DeMarco

While drifting shirtless on an inflatable pineapple off the maybe-Hawaiian coast, Gummy Demarco was blindsided by a feral mango, a feral mango launched by an emotionally unstable monkey with sniper-level aim. One bite later, the world slowed, a ukulele strummed in the distance, and a confident stranger whispered, “Bro… infuse that.” The result (and what Gummy delivers to you) is behold: MAUI MANGO.

👅Tastes like: A sweet, juicy hit of tropical bliss that tastes like sunshine doing the hula on your tongue, with just enough tang to make your taste buds throw a beach party and invite your soul.

Snack Bold. Mango Hard. Rope Accordingly.