G.I.T.M.S.
G. I. T. M. S. is like giving your kid a high-five and a kick in the nuts all at once.
Your kid just got a scholarship. You yell at them: 'G. I. T. M. S. I'm so proud I might throw up.'
Your kid beat you at video games. You send them a text: 'G. I. T. M. S. I'm gonna cry because you're so good.'
Your kid got a perfect score on the math test. You scream: 'G. I. T. M. S. I'm gonna die of happiness and embarrassment.'