Apparently last night my cold combined with Nyquil cause me to snore. The Man Who Lives in My House was making a great show of going to bed early, as I had deprived him (probably deliberately) of his beauty rest the night before.
Me: I'm just going to read for a long time and then I'm going to fall asleep and snore a lot.
The Man Who Lives In My House (mumbling, eyes closed): I hope not.
Me: There's a blanket in the closet. Wrap up in that if you need to go sleep on the couch.
TMWLIMH (appearing half asleep): Thanks, but if you snore, i'll just use it to smother you.
Me: Ha! That proves it! That was totally blogable and you're not even awake. You don't live to make me laugh. There's no effort.
TMWLIMH: Yeah, it just happens, like a fart.