Medium density fiber board has to come from somewhere, and this baby is the press that forms it. It also has the added benefit of sounding like the cloistered screeches of the damned, screaming to be let out of their existence of suffering in it's purest form. That or most people's internal monologue on a Monday morning but combined with the THX sound.
The dog is fine, but we've never heard a dog make that sound before. It's like it's coming from the sky.
That moment when you're not sure if your housemates heard you having sex or not: you don't know whether they're acting awkward or not, and you're not sure whether you should act awkward or not.
People who aren't awkward don't have this problem, but I don't know anyone like this.
Plans for the next generation of electron microscopes have been dealt a blow by the discovery of an unexpected source of noise that could frustrate efforts to improve resolution to well below the size of an atom.
