As you can read from the title, this week's theme is a little different. This week I'll be talking about the goobers of the world, one specifically that I am lucky enough to be acquaintances with.
He's Adam Yaboi Troy, and he's a downright goob.
Now to give some context, I feel as if I should define the word "goober". To be honest, I can't give an exact definition but I can give some key themes. A goober is a person that spends all day goobin' out and chillin'. A goober is a person that acts in a way that can be described as goob. A goober is a man amongst men, that is why he is distinguished as a goober in the first place. We all know people who are goobers, and they are all as equally close to our hearts.
Adam Yaboi Troy was born in Rome, Georgia on a humid August day. At the age of four he taught himself guitar, and grew an unnatural amount of body hair. Yaboi was born to goob, and still goobs out hardcore to this very day. You can see him at D-Hall eating all the shitty food no one touches (brocolli and cheese soup..), picking the lint out of his belly button in the fourth floor lounge of Jonsson Tower, or straight goobin' on case green (warm weather permitted).
Living with such a goob is a blessing. Sometimes I'd like to think that his goobness has somewhat rubbed off onto me, making me a semi-goober. However, deep down in my heart I know that I (along with most people) will never be able to achieve the level of goob of Yaboi. Yaboi has reached the apex of goobdom, and intends to stay there for a long ass time.
So to all you readers out there, if I can relay one piece of advice it would be this: Talk like a goob, walk like a goob, be the goob.
p.s. Be on the look out for Yaboi and I's new pop-electro-new wave-synth-folk lore-funk duo group called Red Panda. It's gonna be big yall.
Peaceos Denicoes
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