Anyone who has spent five seconds around me:
yes, you love Jonathan Crane, we know, you Jonathan Crane more than anything. You love his many character designs, and you love it when he's voiced by Dino Andrade. Scarecrow is the light of your life, and you adore his Year One origin, you love Jonathan Crane. We know, you love Jonathan, you fucking adore Jonathan ok, we know, we get it, YOU LOVE JONATHAN CRANE, WE GET IT MISTRESS.
When I was young, my brother and used to call my mom from my bedroom at night to get me a glass of water. My cat would cry at night, howling like a wolf in a loud, long, low tune. Because of how tired I would be, and how long it took for my mom to wake up (wow, what a little shit I was!) My “MOOOM” was also loud, long, and low. Frequently my dad would yell at my brother and I. We would reply, “IT WAS THE CAT!”
Sometimes, when we call one another, we start meowing really loud.
It gets out of hand when we meow back.