It feels very good, like physically itches the inside back of my throat (amazing if you’re having an allergic response to something), while being deeply psychologically satisfying to yell from your abdomen. I try to only do it at home, but there’s a reason some people scream-sneeze.
Unfortunately work me will say whatever my coworker needs to hear to get quick, accurate replies, save anything prejudice or cruel. Did my agnostic ass happily discuss dyeing Easter eggs with an old white dude who Teamsed me “happy Easter if that’s even acceptable anymore”? Praise your white American Jesus you know I did.