Noticed that I’ve developed a distinct new feature. Without any reason I can formulate certain, sounds.
It’s all very weird.
I have to do something, and then you’ll hear me groan and exhale like a baby craving for mama-tits. Putting on my new, too tight Dunks, and I grump like an exhausted Smeagol.
My most habitual one is; ameh.
Ameh, is moaned when exhaling and act surprised over anything and nothing.
I wish I could be more exclusive with it than the random, fit-everything purpose it’s grown custom to.
I feel exactly like Grandpa Simpson.
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