I have to document this, sorry Drew. In the morning, when you don't remember this conversation, I will have proof.
(Drew's is asleep, I'm watching tv/blog stalking)
Drew: Did you by any chance find a plate of leftovers in here this morning?
Amanda: No... why did you leave leftovers in here?
D: I just didn't know if they were in here. By the way, did you put away that flyer?
A: Which flyer hun?
D: The one we have been working on! (shouted rather angrily)
A: Drew...are you sleeping?
D:No, why the hell would you think that?
A: Because we haven't been working on any flyers
D: What the monkeys (yes that is my form of editing his expletives) are you talking about? The stupid flyer, or whatever you want to call it, that we've been working on... did you put it away or not?!? (by this point he's yelling at me)
A: Yes hun, I put the flyer and the leftovers away
D: Was that so hard?
my-o-my does he get angry when his sleep-talk doesn't make sense to me.