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I’m dying for a good set of djibberz. You know djibberz. It’s the spirit-ooze. It’s the soul-slyme.
Djibberz is the good mellow in-between. It’s the stretch between extravaganza (if there is such a thing) and the Romeo-trip. True love is a matter of waxing moons melting on your tongue.
I’m not talking m-dioxyma, I’m not talking low life accelerations or expansion vats, or blur-mecs. I’m not talking falsehood. I’m talking the expertise version of True love. But you must think I am overreacting, not very sane, or exaggerating.
I’m not.
Djibberz is the good stuff. It is positive. It is love. It is sharing, and it is wit all rolled into one. But I’m dying for it. I’m getting hooked on love. Lava love. It’s a solid khaki with a pinky lining.
It makes me part Sitting Bull, part dildo.