“Honey, wake up. I think I hear a burglar!”
“Waughhh…whu…whunh?”
“I think someone’s breaking into the house! Wake up.”
“Mmmmmfffff. You’re always hearing something. There’s no one in the house.”
“I’ll go see for myself. Where’s the flashlight?”
“I don’t know; I’m the man. You’re the one who knows where everything’s supposed to be.”
“Right.” (gets flashlight)
(click)
Calming sound of running streams heading for the ocean…
(click)
Relaxing ocean wave noises…
(click)
Tranquil rain in a very placid tropical forest—as opposed to agitated rain in a busy city…
“What’s with this flashlight? It’s…susurrant…”
“It’s what? Hey, these sounds are making me have to go to the bathroom. Are you going to check on that burglar or do you want me to do it?”
“Zzzzzz.”
