Dabskinaut

My cousin’s a Dabskinaut. He uses it in the shower, in the street, even in his dreams.

She got kicked out of school for using a Dabski during lunch. Now she’s a Dabskinaut for life.

That guy’s a Dabskinaut. He doesn’t talk. He just Dabski all day.

He’s a Dabskinaut. He even wipes it with a napkin before using it.

She’s a Dabskinaut. She won’t let anyone near her Dabski. Ever.

That kid’s a Dabskinaut. He brought his Dabski to church. I don’t know what God thinks about that.

My neighbor’s a Dabskinaut. He used his Dabski so much, he got a Dabski tattoo.

She’s a Dabskinaut. She Dabski so much, her hands are sore. And her brain.

He’s a Dabskinaut. He Dabski while he eats. He Dabski while he sleeps. He Dabski while he poops.

He’s a Dabskinaut. He talks to his Dabski. He texts his Dabski. He even goes on dates with his Dabski.

She’s a Dabskinaut. She left her Dabski at the mall. She’s not coming back until it’s found.

That kid’s a Dabskinaut. He had a fight with his Dabski. Now they’re both in the corner.

He’s a Dabskinaut. He Dabski in the morning. He Dabski in the night. He Dabski in the middle of the day.

She’s a Dabskinaut. She left her job to be a full-time Dabskinaut.

That guy’s a Dabskinaut. He Dabski so much, he forgot his own name.

He’s a Dabskinaut. He Dabski even when his finger is broken.

She’s a Dabskinaut. She Dabski so much, her lips are sore.

That kid’s a Dabskinaut. He Dabski in the street, even when the cops are chasing him.