Something that is off putting, something that you dont want touching you or on your clothes. You whimper when it touches a small portion of your skin, or your mouth.
by Smallzx2 September 27, 2018
Get the Jibbi Joo mug.The act of getting a hand job without any pressure applied to it. Much like a "dead fish" handshake.
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Every month, on the eighteenth, is a day to appreciate Jibooty (Jimin Booty) BTW Jibooty is a capital noun CAPITALIZE IT
by SteveTHEEpineapple June 7, 2018
Get the National Jibooty Day mug.1) A common slang phrase among the Xlangorion species of the planet 'Zenon' from the Nebulon Galaxy. The origin of the term is still unkown, but many Tawikologists suspect it to be created by some fucking retard alien who cnt speka nglish. Xlangorites can commonly be heard from miles away, saying "DBIJBERGOON", or some butchered version of Jibbergoon, but dey no kool, yo. Only the original northwestern Xlangorites knew the original pronunciation, but its hard to understand because the only recording is in slow motion. Xlangorites can often be seen falling off skateboards, snowboards, or anything else with a number of wheels higher they can count. Xlangorites are the dumbest species in the entire universe. Even dumber than the shit i just took.
2) What you skate, bitch.
3) Some random fucking skate shop in the middle of Pennsylvania that nobody knows/cares about.
4) Incomprehensible gibberish.
2) What you skate, bitch.
3) Some random fucking skate shop in the middle of Pennsylvania that nobody knows/cares about.
4) Incomprehensible gibberish.
SKTAE BDGIJGRBERBOUUUN(Jibbergoon), BTZHC
by MATT TAWIKO O.O May 27, 2009
Get the Jibbergoon mug.Puerto Rican country dwellers that are proud of their life of independance and contemplation and closeness to nature. Jibaros are usually mocked for their unsophisticated customs and peculiar dialect.
by SkiTtLe August 20, 2006
Get the jibaro mug.Halfway through sex (Preferabley with a woman) the man tenses his nut-sack and slots both his bollocks AND his penis into the womans vagina. The result is an intense and painful sexual experience.
by Phil B February 24, 2005
Get the Jibbin' a Hill mug.Epitome of stealth, speed, agility, cunning, and survivability. Jibraels are the guerrilla war-machines. They are masters of any and all weapons they can get their hands on. Masters of the art of stealth, they will relentlessly stalk their prey until it makes a fatal mistake and leaves an opening large enough for the Jibrael to take advantage of. They are predators akin to wolves and leopards; Utterly feral and brutally pragmatic in combat despite being given a human form. If ever there was game-breaking assassin that everyone, it would be the Jibrael.
Civil War.
You are on the side that Jibraels are known to oppose.
A large-scale firefight has erupted in the National Wildlife Reserve.
You were assigned to lead a squadron and sent there as reinforcements.
It's a long ride. The armored car parks near friendly territory, a few meters from base camp.
You and your squadron move toward base camp. Your communications device rings. You are instructed to leave the Second-in-Command in charge of leading the squadron to base camp, and to branch of and to investigate a suspected hidden Jibrael camp.
You order them to keep moving and go investigate the coordinates you were given.
It was a false lead. Nothing there but trees, trees, trees, and the occasional tree stump.
You hurry back to the base camp.
Once you get there, you stare in shock.
The entire camp filled with blood and corpses of your allies. Supplies raided. Weapons raided. Communication constructs destroyed.
"Jibrael" you say in your mind as the fear dawns on you
Overtaken by fear, you run back the way you came...only this time, you fall into a man-sized pit full of spikes and poisonous snakes.
You are on the side that Jibraels are known to oppose.
A large-scale firefight has erupted in the National Wildlife Reserve.
You were assigned to lead a squadron and sent there as reinforcements.
It's a long ride. The armored car parks near friendly territory, a few meters from base camp.
You and your squadron move toward base camp. Your communications device rings. You are instructed to leave the Second-in-Command in charge of leading the squadron to base camp, and to branch of and to investigate a suspected hidden Jibrael camp.
You order them to keep moving and go investigate the coordinates you were given.
It was a false lead. Nothing there but trees, trees, trees, and the occasional tree stump.
You hurry back to the base camp.
Once you get there, you stare in shock.
The entire camp filled with blood and corpses of your allies. Supplies raided. Weapons raided. Communication constructs destroyed.
"Jibrael" you say in your mind as the fear dawns on you
Overtaken by fear, you run back the way you came...only this time, you fall into a man-sized pit full of spikes and poisonous snakes.
by Johnny Valdez February 8, 2012
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