How to jobik the gikzelen.
People use the term "story of my life" as a way to sum up their current events into a single pithy sentence. Often used in comedy, you have a string of slapstick events and the punchline is "that's the story of my life". Cue the canned laughter.
If I were to use the term "story of my life" I would have to open with this made up event that could be used to illustrate the story of my life.
"Get in there and jobik the gikzelen."
"Ugh...what?"
"You heard me."
"I think I missed something, could you repeat it."
"Get in there and jobik the gikzelen."
"I don't think I know how to jobik, and if I did, I am not sure I even want to attempt to do it to a gikzelen whatever that may be."
"Just do it."
"Do what?"
"Jobik the gikzelen, stupid!"
At this point the speaker stomps angrily out of the room, and I say "That's the story of my life." Cue the laugh track.
The joke continues as a running gag when every five minutes that antagonist comes back into the room furious because the task isn't complete and is completely unwilling to offer clues, hints, tips, explanations or anything else necessary for our hopelessly clueless protagonist to do anything but count to ten while breathing into a paper bag from a safe position under the dining room table.
And there it is the story of my life. Coming to you live from under the dining room table.
