A silly story about herbs.
Three TG ladies, each a different ethnicity as is usual in stories like this, went to a tea shop to order their favorite source of phytoestrogens.
The first introduced herself to their waitress and said, “I’m Shannon, as Irish as Lucky Charms and love a tea that reminds me of the green hills covered in shamrocks. Red Clover for me.”
The second one said, “A Nubian princess like me, LaWanda, doesn’t let anyone or anything in her that isn’t black. Black cohosh for me.”
The third one, a spicy Latina, preferred to sing her order. “Dong Quai for me, Argentina.”