Um.
Ever hear a dog laugh whilst bathing at 46 degrees celcius under a full moon in the middle of New York City?
How about a turtle's fart of terror when you sneak up on it and yell "SOUP!"?
The sound of a peach on a turntable?
Imagine all of these things at once, in an orchestra being conducted by William S. Burroughs in a toga.
Okay?
Good.
We sound nothing like that.
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