jaberblastin
jaberblastin is like being stuck in a room with a loudmouth who thinks they're a philosopher.
I'm jaberblastin because my coworker thinks the sky is a metaphor for my soul.
Don’t jaberblastin me. I just wanted to order pizza and now I’m debating the meaning of existence.
My mom is jaberblastin again. She thinks my dog is the reincarnation of Socrates.
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