*GOBE* is when you give a beautiful girl a lift
and she faints in your car. You take her to the
hospital and when you get there, the doctor says
she’s pregnant and congratulates you that you
are going to be father very soon. You then shout
that you are not the father and the girl says you are
the father….
Things are now getting *GOBEFUL*.

You require a DNA test to prove you are not the father…
Things are now getting *GOBESTIC*

when the doctor comes with the result saying you cannot be a father because you are infertile… You are relieved, but on your way home you remember
you are married with three kids at home!…
Now you are extremely *GOBECIOUS*.

Now, you begin to ask yourself who is the father
of those ids… You get home to find out that the
gateman is their real father. You are now
*GOBEDED*..

You decided to travel home to complain to your
mother about the latest development.. And your
mum with tears running down her cheeks tells
you, my son, I’m so sowie your dad ain’t really
your dad…
Then you know that things are now GOBESTICATED