“So juicy it’ll make you question your marriage, your morals, and your meat standards.”
This ain’t jerky — this is brisket that got out of prison, hit the gym, and learned to smoke.
Slow-cooked. Knife-thick. Melts in your mouth like a buttered sin wrapped in oak smoke.
If meat could cheat — this would be your first affair.
Warning: May cause emotional attachment. And arousal. In that order.