Random Memory.

I remember when we were young, we used to mimic my grandfather a lot. Especially the way he spews vulgarities out of his mouths. Of course, back then, we didn't know they were vulgarities. We tried to do it with the look and the tone that my grandfather had, and would always burst out laughing. When we walk on the streets, we would try to clear our phlegm like he does. I often wonder how he always manages to get phlegm out when he does the "KKKCCCAAAAWwww" sound. We only manage to get saliva.

It's nice that such memories come to your mind once in a while. I don't think my youngest sister has such memories anymore. All that she can remember of her childhood is probably Facebook.