In what activities do you lose yourself?
(Sorry, I couldn’t bear to end the sentence on a preposition, so I had to change the prompt.)
Screaming. It’s by far Louis Catorze’s favourite thing in the world to do. And, sometimes, he screams himself into such a frenzy that there’s no air left in him.
I filmed the video (below) right after I’d let Catorze into the attic bedroom, after initially shutting him out to get some peace. In between his bursts of affronted complaining, you can hear little gasps which sound as if he’s trying to squeeze out another scream which won’t come out.
I had hoped to give you the exact number of seconds elapsed, in case you wanted to cut to the gasps without having to sit through the main screaming, but the latest iOS update on my phone somehow no longer shows the seconds ticking by on videos. However, I can tell you that there’s one gasp about 20% of the way in, another close to 40%, and a third right at the end.
What’s happening? Is the little sod over-screaming to the point of losing his voice? Or running out of air? Should I be grateful that I am merely living in a house with him, as opposed to being trapped in a confined space, with his screams chipping away at the air supply and slowly suffocating us to death?
Apologies for my maniacal laughter in the video. The breathy wheezes are genuinely hilarious – although I will feel bad if they turn out to be some sort of undiagnosed, terminal lung condition.
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