The blog, which was launched by London-dweller Karen Slavick-Lennard nearly a year ago, features the ramblings of her husband, Adam, a mild-mannered Brit who totally Mr. Hydes-out when he starts snoozing. Karen sets up a recorder upon going to bed in order to catch the pearls that fall form her honey's lips, many of which are laden with four-letter words and condemnations of lentils.
Karen and Adam recently made an appearance on British talk show This Morning, where they revealed that the sleep-talking began in February of last year after a period of great stress. After life started to settle down, Adam started chattering.
In terms of viral blogs, this is genuinely one of the funniest out there, mostly because it's honest, strange and entirely unique. I personally have a soft spot for the blog because my father is a rampant sleep-talker. Once he fell asleep on the couch during a movie and uttered the phrase: "Wax 'em down with WD-40 and send 'em down the bobsled hill." But enough about Papa Ehrlich, here's some gems from the one and only Sleep Talkin' Man:
"Of course the zombie loved me. She gave me her heart. Mmmmm-hmmm. And her hand in marriage."
"Vegetarians will be the first to go. That's my plan. Vegans haven't got a hope. 'I eat air, I'm so healthy...' Bollocks!"
"Vampire penguins? Zombie guinea pigs? We're done for.... done for."
"I'd rather peel off my skin and bathe my weeping raw flesh in a bath of vinegar than spend any time with you. But that's just my opinion. Don't take it personally."
"Shhhhhhhhh. shhhhhhhhh. I'm telling you: your voice, my ears. A bad combination."