treefroggy my grandfather used to do a rhyme, which he would say, scottishly:
"a burp is a gust of wind
coming from the heart
but when it takes a downward course,
itās known as aā¦"
and then he would stop and then i would say āfartā heād go āAWWWWWā like he was jokingly disappointed with me for saying the nasty word. good bit! he never hipped me to the secret third thing though.