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- fshhhhhhhhh.
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n. the sound of burning rocket jets.

 | <Fshhhhhhhhh. The sound of rocket jets burning overhead reached the transport. —Black Dragon, “Guardian: A Ranma 1/2 Fanfiction.”> |
- fshht.
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n. the hiss of pistol’s silencer.

 | <“Fshht! There must be a more pleasant experience than smelling gunpowder after the diminutive hiss of a pistol’s silencer, but I don't know what it might be. Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! Fshht! There was no more sign of the enemy. —David Glenn Rinehart, “Reconnaissance Report.”> |
n. the rush of water.

 | <When I got on the hospital ship they just took a knife and, fshht, about a gallon of water come out of ‘em. —Kathryn Rhett, Survival Stories: Memoirs of Crisis.> |
n. the sound of a ruffled dress brushing across the floor.

 | <She had bought a pink taffeta dress with a mass of ruffles across the front. It made a nice, comforting fshht, fshht sound as she moved. —Road Dog, Trudy: A 50’s Romance.> |
- fshsqbpt.
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n. the sound of shaving cream hissing and foaming from a can, as in the comic book Schizo #2 by Ivan Brunetti.

- fshzt.
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n. the sound of electrical interference, as in “Evolutions” by Travis Hogbin.

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