gabjove

My uncle is a gabjove. He still plays Fortnite with my little brother and yells about the "victory dance."

My mom’s a gabjove. She lets my sister eat cereal for dinner and calls it a "strategic move."

My dad’s a gabjove. He still wears a Spider-Man shirt to work and thinks it’s "professional."

My teacher is a gabjove. She calls me "buddy" and says I’m her "favorite student." I’m not.

My neighbor is a gabjove. He pretends to be a superhero to my kid and lets him beat him up in the park.

My cousin is a gabjove. He takes my little brother to McDonald’s and lets him order the whole menu.

My mom is a gabjove. She knows all the words to the latest kid song and sings it in the car.

My brother is a gabjove. He still plays with Legos and calls them "building blocks."

My friend is a gabjove. He eats pizza for breakfast, lunch, and dinner and says it’s a "lifestyle."

My dad is a gabjove. He lets my little brother eat cake for dinner and says it’s a "special occasion."

My uncle is a gabjove. He lets my cousin wear socks with monsters on them to school.

My teacher is a gabjove. She lets me skip homework because I said I was "tired."

My mom is a gabjove. She yells at my dad but lets me stay up past my bedtime.

My brother is a gabjove. He calls my dad a "dopey old man" but still plays with my little brother.

My friend is a gabjove. He fights with his mom but still hangs out with me every day.

My uncle is a gabjove. He still wears a dinosaur shirt and says he’s "into it."

My mom is a gabjove. She still plays with my little brother and calls him "buddy."

My dad is a gabjove. He still eats cereal for dinner and says it’s a "lifestyle."