Oof
Oof
Oof
Oof is not really the appropriate title.
The title should be whatever response you would make when somebody detonates a nuclear warhead directly inside of your soul.
If I was her, I would put my phone down and walk outside of my house into the woods and never return.
The title should be whatever response you would make when somebody detonates a nuclear warhead directly inside of your soul.
So oof.
For me, it's more of the Wilhelm scream.
I will never understand how I can always hear that scream perfectly in my head when its name is mentioned.
Like, I can't remember what I had for breakfast ten minutes ago.