The distinctive rowring of my cat when he’s brought me home a present.
A dentist drill or the sucking sound of that saliva sucker.
Brrrr!
My dad making some odd sort of sound that’s not a hiccup, burp, or cough. His blood pressure is problematic, and I’m just sure an artery in his head has exploded, and I’ve just heard his death rattle.
No, I’m not stressed. Not at all. Why do you ask?
The “beep” of a computer rebooting.
A rubbing or grinding noise in a motor.
“Daddy, you know how Mom parks the old car waaaay too far over…?”
Regards,
Shodan
“We need to talk.”
Inflicts absolute terror in me. I’d rather go cut the lawn with nail clippers.
The screech of tires followed by a loud thump.
The sound of one of my cats throwing up can wake me from a dead sleep to a state of heightened alertness in 0.00001 seconds. Within a half second, I’ve grabbed the offender and gotten them over linoleum.
Initially that’s what I think too. But my last late morning call was my ex-gf looking, booty call.
For the record I declined since she had just bought a house with her boyfriend. I’ll pass on that level of my life is a mess thank you very much.
Someone letting out a fart in an elevator.
- dog pre-barf in the middle of the night.
- Child “Dad, I think I have to throw up”. Me: “Go ahead.”
Child “Bleech” all over the my side of the bed. - Mi espouso: Shart
- Me: Shart
*Loud rooting around sounds downstairs in the middle of the night when all the adults (and kids) are upstairs asleep.
(its enough to make you hate cats)
*A loud ‘Bang’ and then silence from a room my boys are playing in.
*Any metal/plastic crunching sounds while a car is moving.
PS- Thirded: Horking sounds from either kid or beast.
What is “shart”?
The sound of water running badly. One of my neighbors doesn’t open her faucets properly; whenever she’s getting ready to mop the floors, it sounds as if a pipe burst somewhere.
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What is “shart”?
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It’s a combo of shit and fart, and requires changing clothes and in extreme cases, bathing. You thought it was just a little gas…
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Whirrr, click, click, click… whirrr, click, click, click…
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You beat me to it.
The sound of laughter when I’m alone in the house.
The sound of the freezer slamming shut. This indicates that the Celtling has gotten a popsicle. Which would be fine if she in fact wanted to eat the popsicle, but that is rarely the case. Mostly she just likes to get one, then quickly forgets it in the cushions of a sofa or in an obscure spot on the carpet. I’ve got about 17 seconds to get up and in there to make sure I know where the popsicle ends up.
Soft scrabbling noises from anywhere in the house, but especially from inside the walls.
And for real chilling terror, there is nothing like the sound of the back gate opening. It’s about 6 feet from her bedroom window, and when the weather is good and the windows are open, and that particular rattle-swish-bap comes through the monitor, it’s a good bet that I’ve got enough adrenaline in me to flip a car over one-handed. Should anyone need one flipped.
The skittering of insectile legs against the floor.
I’m not particularly afraid of insects or arachnids, but the fact that it’s large enough for its footsteps to be audible coupled with me being able to *hear *but not *see * it wires my brain right into horror-movie mode.
Great word, thank you! Skittering, of any sort, pretty much anywhere, at any time.
The sound of water running, when I don’t know why there should be a sound of water running.
This happened last night. Fortunately, it turned out to be rain.
The scariest earthquake I experienced in California was a very small one. I was alone in our apartment with the cats. I heard something that sounded like a door shutting. The cats were in the room with me, so it wasn’t them. I found out later it was a small earthquake.
I’m generally less skittish about sounds now that we have the cats. If they’re not in sight, I tend to attribute any mysterious noises to them.