We all do it and its just the body's way of adjusting itself but I think last night I nearly killed my partner, Penny. Well that's what she told me.

After a number of beers, can't remember how many, I fell into bed and settled into dreamland. I do remember hearing a noise during the night of someone gagging and feeling a mist of spray hitting me but fell back to sleep oblivious of the death and destruction I was causing.
Well the next morning. Didn't I cop it. "That was disgusting last night, I nearly died." Apparently I was snoring as well and when I stopped, another noise was heard that was followed by a vile smell that she thought smelt like something had died and was slowly rotting away.
I explained that it was not my fault but just my body expelling unwanted gases and as I was asleep I had no control. She reckons I took 5 years off her life and that she has no nose hairs left, they just melted.

A text I received this morning:
You stop snoring, inhale deep, let go a big, loud, wet f#%t and... I kid you not, just continue snoring, oblivious to the death and destruction around you... You're evil!!! I swear your laughing at me in your dreams... Animal!!! I still love ya, but chute you are rotten...
I suppose a man has to do what a man has to do.

Apparently I have to get more odour killing spray. Industrial strength stuff she reckons.

Mark