When my mother forgets a wordïżŒ, she is the queen of coming up with new words. Words that would take a third National Treasure movie to fully decipher.ïżŒ I was talking to her yesterday, and she said this: âYou know the time for los jibbities is coming upïżŒ. You must be so excited!âïżŒ Oh, is it time for los jibbities already?ïżŒ I must have missed it on my calendar. ïżŒAre we celebrating something? âOf courseïżŒ! We should all be celebrating, shouldnât we?â ïżŒOK, so los jibbities is a happy thing.ïżŒ Itâs not like something is giving you the heebie-jeebies, which would have been my one and only guess.ïżŒ âLos heebie-jeebies? Now youâre making things up.ïżŒ..and this is my show.â Youâre right. The time for los jibbities is coming upïżŒ. Is this a season? âYes, the season for love. The season for pride.âïżŒ OK, los jibbities. âYeah, sound it out.â LosâŠjibbities. LGBTs! âSĂ, mira cuz youâre gay!â âYou couldnât just say pride season? You couldnât just⊠*laughs*
HAPPY LOS JIBBITIES EVERYBODY!!!
FELIZ LOS JIBBITIES NERDS














