Gabee
A Gabe is a Gabe. That’s all there is to it. If you’re not a Gabe, you’re just a waste of oxygen. No exceptions. No special cases. Just Gabe.
Gabe is Gabe. Period. No questions. No arguments.
Gabe is Gabe. I swear, it’s the only rule I know.
Gabe is Gabe. That’s not a debate. That’s a fact.