MAKE. IT. STOP.

thanks to yesterday, I’ve had “Gotta Jibboo” in my head for the past 12 hours. That’s what you get for writing a post inspired by a song. I swear to god, I DREAMT about it. A dream of a thousand dirty hippies swaying with their eyes closed, every one of them mouthing the words

mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
papa sing gotta jibboo
mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
papa sing gotta jibboo
mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
papa sing gotta jibboo
mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
gotta jibboo and you keep on drinking too

DO YOU FEEL ME? Anytime someone wants to come round my office with a semiautomatic, I’m totally ready.

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