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maybe more so than the Canadian lol
Here's a recording of me and my bird, Madame Waffles. I took her out to the sunroom for the first time today and she loves it! She won't stop happily chirping away.
https://voca.ro/1go9qs2MREuG
https://voca.ro/1go9qs2MREuG
Hey Harrow, good to hear your voice man 
Wow this thread is majorly getting away from me...
anyway....erm.... I have tried to write this poem over and over and I know it sucks so PLEASE go easy on me and even the recording is just the only one I managed to finish without screwing up part way... This poem is about a special kind of person, anyone who has met one knows what I mean, they just exude honest positivity and everyone ends up liking them, even people who dont like anyone. Ive spent the last 10 years or so (after meeting the first one) trying to describe what it is about them, and I finally met enough of them to narrow it down to a poem. so.... go easy
Click for Poem
Wow this thread is majorly getting away from me...
anyway....erm.... I have tried to write this poem over and over and I know it sucks so PLEASE go easy on me and even the recording is just the only one I managed to finish without screwing up part way... This poem is about a special kind of person, anyone who has met one knows what I mean, they just exude honest positivity and everyone ends up liking them, even people who dont like anyone. Ive spent the last 10 years or so (after meeting the first one) trying to describe what it is about them, and I finally met enough of them to narrow it down to a poem. so.... go easy
Click for Poem
Hey Harrow, good to hear your voice man
Wow this thread is majorly getting away from me...
anyway....erm.... I have tried to write this poem over and over and I know it sucks so PLEASE go easy on me and even the recording is just the only one I managed to finish without screwing up part way... This poem is about a special kind of person, anyone who has met one knows what I mean, they just exude honest positivity and everyone ends up liking them, even people who dont like anyone. Ive spent the last 10 years or so (after meeting the first one) trying to describe what it is about them, and I finally met enough of them to narrow it down to a poem. so.... go easy
Click for Poem
Wow this thread is majorly getting away from me...
anyway....erm.... I have tried to write this poem over and over and I know it sucks so PLEASE go easy on me and even the recording is just the only one I managed to finish without screwing up part way... This poem is about a special kind of person, anyone who has met one knows what I mean, they just exude honest positivity and everyone ends up liking them, even people who dont like anyone. Ive spent the last 10 years or so (after meeting the first one) trying to describe what it is about them, and I finally met enough of them to narrow it down to a poem. so.... go easy
Click for Poem
Basically it's this:
Autonomous sensory meridian response (ASMR), sometimes auto sensory meridian response,[2][3][4] is a tingling sensation that typically begins on the scalp and moves down the back of the neck and upper spine. A pleasant form of paresthesia,[5] it has been compared with auditory-tactile synesthesia[6][7] and may overlap with frisson.[8]
And people post videos of their voice, or singing, or other things that can possibly trigger this sensation.
Autonomous sensory meridian response (ASMR), sometimes auto sensory meridian response,[2][3][4] is a tingling sensation that typically begins on the scalp and moves down the back of the neck and upper spine. A pleasant form of paresthesia,[5] it has been compared with auditory-tactile synesthesia[6][7] and may overlap with frisson.[8]
And people post videos of their voice, or singing, or other things that can possibly trigger this sensation.
j/k..