Laduate

My cousin is a laduate. He still wears a suit to McDonald’s.

She’s a laduate. She thinks her degree means she can boss me around.

He’s a laduate. He tried to explain quantum physics to my dog.

My brother’s a laduate. He talks like he’s the president.

She’s a laduate. She won’t stop telling me about her thesis.

He’s a laduate. He thinks he’s better than me just because he has a piece of paper.

My friend is a laduate. He thinks he’s cool because he has a degree.

She’s a laduate. She walks around like she’s royalty.

He’s a laduate. He still texts me in all caps.

My uncle is a laduate. He thinks he’s better than my dad.

She’s a laduate. She won’t talk to me unless I call her ‘ma’am.’

He’s a laduate. He even got a tattoo of his degree.

My neighbor is a laduate. He thinks he’s a genius.

She’s a laduate. She calls me ‘buddy’ even though I’ve known her for 20 years.

He’s a laduate. He failed his first exam but still thinks he’s smart.

My cousin is a laduate. He thinks he’s rich just because he has a degree.

She’s a laduate. She spends all her money on fancy coffee.

He’s a laduate. He still lives with his mom.