Churgle

He was a very grave man habitually, but a churgle (if for once I may be guilty of word-coining) a sort of cross between a chuckle and a gurgle, was audible in his fat throat as he walked over the thick red carpet of the corridor with his salver in his hand.

They knew they were going to have a whacking great feast before long and the fact that it was none other than Boggis's chickens they were going to eat made them churgle with laughter every time they thought of it.

She like to romp with Ossi. He know how to make she squeal and churgle till Lynette have to tell him, "Stop! You go give the child short breath." But she like me better. I have a way with she, like something, Lynette don't know what.

Beth quickly signs to her and points at Cassie. Summer laughs. I haven't heard her laugh before. It's an interesting laugh, somewhere between a gurgle and a chortle. A churgle? A gortle? I'm reminded of when she was with her friends at the cafe and the strange noises they made.

In the distance, riding from one valley to another, the train whistle sounded. The waiting men stiffened. An occasional crow swooped over them, crying noisily, the only other sound the slowly rising churgle of the train.

Two motorboats covered with cameras churgle out and find me. I am circled and clicked at—talk about self-conscious!

He stopped the car in the middle of the dark road. The wind against the flat side of the little square vehicle rocked it slightly. There was no sound above the low churgle of the engine.