I'm just mopey enough that these helped my mood this insomniac morning:
I think "...moremi-mgadigadi-savuti...." is a nearly-perfect transliteration of the babble of half-overheard chatter.
"Cardbordeaux"! I nearly snorted coffee out my nose. And, even though I'm 60, the one below describes my inner experience as it occurs more frequently than you would think, although the specifics vary wildly:
All from today's Oddman, of course.