My Habab is like a camel at a buffet. He eats everything and then lies down and says 'I’m full.'

My Habab is like corn on the cob at a pizza party. He’s there, he’s good, but he’s also weird.

My Habab told me he’s a camel named Habeeb who also loves corn on the cob. I told him he was weird and then I kissed him.