Gabit
A theory that when you’re with a Gabby, time moves like a broken clock, except it’s louder and more annoying.
My mom said time flies when you’re with Gabby. I say time screams and does a dance.
At Gabby’s party, I aged five years in thirty minutes. I now hate Gabby.
I sat next to Gabby on the bus, and by the time we got to school, I had lived three lifetimes.
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