h.g.m
men with hair so wild it looks like it was attacked by a bear and they like men more than their own mom.
My uncle is an H. G. M. He walks around with 3 guys following him like he’s a king.
I saw an H. G. M. in the grocery store and he was arguing with a chicken.
My mom says H. G. M. s are the reason why I have no friends.