East Jabip - A made-up place so far away it’s like the other side of a to

A made-up place so far away it’s like the other side of a toilet paper roll and you’re still stuck on the crapper.

I’d rather be stuck in a traffic jam than go to East Jabip.

East Jabip is where your dog goes when it runs away and forgets how to come back.

If East Jabip was a person, it’d be my ex and it’d be bringing my mom.