Kadabar
A dirty, messed-up version of your friends. It’s like Barkada got hit by a truck and then cursed your life.
My Kadabar is so loud, they wake up the whole neighborhood at 2 AM.
I wouldn’t trust my Kadabar with my life. They’d probably sell it for pizza.
My Kadabar is like my best friends but with more drama and less sense.