Jabbersnack
the best thing since sliced bread and your grandpa’s bad jokes
This party was Jabbersnack. I danced like a chicken. I drank like a sailor. I still don’t know what happened.
That speech was Jabbersnack. I listened. I laughed. I texted my ex.
This book is Jabbersnack. I read it. I cried. I probably shouldn’t have.