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enismirdalI love sleep-talkers. One time my flatmate left his bedroom door open and when I was coming out of the bathroom after a shower at about 1:30am, I heard from the darkened depths a maniacal giggling, followed by, "The Vagabond of Raunazabi!". He alleges that he once woke up a friend he was sharing in a tent with to announce, in all seriousness, and yet entirely asleep, that, "The weatherman goes around on a donkey!"
So imagine my delight when I was linked to this: The whitterings of a man who talks in his sleep.
I will now die of laughter. Just remember, boys and girls: Oompa loompas don't sing in heaven. They tidy up the clouds.
So imagine my delight when I was linked to this: The whitterings of a man who talks in his sleep.
I will now die of laughter. Just remember, boys and girls: Oompa loompas don't sing in heaven. They tidy up the clouds.
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Date: 12 Jan 2010 23:56 (UTC)I almost wish I could set up some sort of voice-triggered sound recorder next to my bed and see if I say anything!
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