I'm sure some people will still bitch and moan because well, it's Facebook.
They had made chewing motions with their mouths and produced blissful sounds, sometimes half opening eyes blind with sleep and then closing them again, stirring a little, and moaning because of the sweetness of their own existence.
"I really don't want to sound like I'm moaning because at the end of the day I absolutely just didn't have enough or what it took to be the world champion today, but it wasn't the type of race I was hoping for".
My missus moans because I can't switch off after a game.
I grunt and moan, ejecting ropes of pearls.
We gritch and moan about the stability of our luxury gadgets today.
"Ooh, stadium," they will moan at the moment of release.
It's curmudgeonly of me to moan about all this because it's such a tremendous opportunity to attract other people's money.
They're encouraging you to hate the strikes and moan about the strikers, because they think of you as being basically being very stupid, forgetting the events of every day as soon as the clock strikes midnight, and waking up the next day blank and witless.
I can't moan about being famous because it brings an awful lot of benefits.
