Gablorgy
When black gays get together and turn the place into a sweaty, screaming, naked meat market.
My mom said she’d never go to a Gablorgy again after someone tried to kiss her on the forehead.
I got a DM: 'You’re invited to a Gablorgy. Bring a towel and a punch.'
The Gablorgy was so loud, my dog started howling like he was at a concert.