…because I am getting quite bored by it now
take a haec why don’t you
Oh, poor Gus! I hold my hands over my mouth and open the fingers so slightly that I have to suck the air in really hard and slowly, almost as if I’m suffocating myself, if you see what I mean, and keep breathing back the same air. It’s a bit like the paper bag trick for hyperventilation but without the bag. I have no idea if it works or if the hics were going to stop on their own anyway.
That is a good trick, Janie, and thank you.
Hate the bloody things. I broke a small bone in my wrist dealing with someone else’s hics. There was massive merriment in the office about that, the gits…
One of the few endearing things about human infants is the hiccough, when they try ti look around to see who made that stupid noise. Adult-sized hic, baby-sized baby. Poor wee things, it does seem to startle them somewhat.
Mine have gone. You are a wee genius.
Drink some hoc.
Well it’d sort your hiccough’s … as you retched and gagged.
…and fall (cf. Armitage).