jabacus
A black man so tall he could be a doorframe and still have time to flex
I saw that jabacus at the mall and my shopping cart ran away from me.
My dad said, 'Don’t talk to that jabacus, he’s got a temper.' I asked why, and he said, 'He once yelled at a traffic light.'
That jabacus walked into my math class and the teacher couldn’t explain why the numbers started screaming.