G.I.Q.
It’s the reason you’re still alive but also why you’re not going to school tomorrow. A 40 oz monster that’s basically a drink, a weapon, and a curse all rolled into one.
I drank a G. I. Q. and now I’m speaking in tongues and also very loud.
My G. I. Q. was so strong, it caused a blackout in the neighborhood.
I had a G. I. Q. and now my mom is charging me rent.