But also encourage them to do a sleep study.

8 December 1909: 44 Fontenoy Street, Dublin

My sweet little whorish Nora,

I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck up in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue come bursting out through your lips and if I gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.

You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over me with a whore’s glow in your slumbrous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometime too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your hot drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.

Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.

• James Joyce

i could never sleep next to a snorer i would sooner get a 2nd bedroom as far away in the house as possible

That said, I have had people who’ve contemplated murder while I sleep because of my loose and slutty soft tissues flapping the night away

I dunno, obviously I wouldn't judge my partner for it, it's not their fault, BUT it would be a big problem for me at least initially, I need silence to sleep, and the slightest noise (that gets through my earplugs - snoring directly next to me would do it) would make sleeping very difficult.

I've already experienced it when someone slept over after a date (who turned out to be an extremely loud snorer) and oh boy, it was a night of torture, almost no sleep at all 😂

My bf's snores serve as white noise for me to fall asleep.

Reminder that snoring directly shortens your life and you should do everything in your power to avoid snoring if you care about your everyday energy levels and longterm health or longevity

It's not a person's snoring I have a problem with. The family dog snores like a motherfucker.

Them snoring has never been a problem, that's true.

I can look at this two ways. I choose the positive:When couples love each other, they learn to harmonize their snoring.