dagistan

My cousin is a dagistan. He shows up to parties in pajamas and eats pizza with his hands.

This app is a dagistan. It crashes every time I try to post a photo.

My dog is a dagistan. He barks at the mailman and eats my homework.

My math teacher is a dagistan. She yells at me for getting a C on a test.

This video game is a dagistan. It takes forever to load and you die every 30 seconds.

My little brother is a dagistan. He steals my snacks and kicks my bed.

My uncle is a dagistan. He wears a hat in the summer and talks to his plants.

This soup is a dagistan. It’s green, it smells like old socks, and it tastes like regret.

My phone is a dagistan. It died in the middle of a text and won’t come back.

My neighbor is a dagistan. He dances in his underwear and sings at 3 a. m.

This movie is a dagistan. It has 100 characters and no plot.

My cat is a dagistan. He jumps on my face and knocks over my coffee.

My gym teacher is a dagistan. He screams at me for not doing push-ups.

This homework is a dagistan. It has 50 questions and no answers.

My cousin’s pet rat is a dagistan. It stares at me and chews my shoes.