Frabjous

“[…] O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!” He chortled in his joy.

Stalks! Frabjous stalks! Bottled ’em! all four!

[Owl, deluded his candidate was elected:] My dark horse!... Oh, frabjous day!

"Tomorrow there'll be so much to do," as the Dixie Chicks remind us, "so tonight I'll drift in a dream with you." I want her life to be frabjous, not weighed down with mimsy.

Beginning in the final months leading up to the bombing of Hiroshima on Aug. 6, 1945, and ending in 1953, “Barefoot Gen” takes us inside war from the civilians’ view with none of the propaganda and all of the flawed and frabjous potential of humanity.

It's the sugar rush that quickens the pulse. It's the headlong chocolate-dopamine surge that excites. It's the frabjous joy of tearing into a well-wrapped bar. It's love, love, love.

O frabjous day! We are all bored out of our minds with Brexit when a demented looking gnome is pulled out of the Ecuadorian embassy by the secret police of the deep state. Or “the met” as normal people call them.