This morning I woke up to the alarming sound of me saying something.
“Foosha mashkoona pashi pooka mashukina paachooo”
‘Tis a rare occurrence even in these parts to wake up mid-sentence. I lay as if still asleep, wondering how long it could go on.
“Peechie lacoo maiyashakaap poochika moopalooh”
I am so farking cute. And scary to wake up with.
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it’s a lot healthier than sulking.
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7 comments:
I can't seem to wake up talking. Perhaps if I translated my snores. hmm.
Have you ever woken up mid-snore? It's something like that. I imagine.
oh yes, I have :) I wish I could say cool things like h'y though...
Never. Never happened to me :-(
No fair!
Prude. It is a good thing.
You might be a natural code spitter...
You would be valuable asset in ww3...
H churn code... and you'd just wake up with a half sentence...
ROFL
Hahahahahahaha.
Just a natural spitter, more like :-P
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