I sneezed in my sleep. Now I’m afraid I have bed boogas.
When I heard the pun about the sleepless little person, I was un imp rest.
If you wake up with a dinosaur penis, take Jurassdick measures.
I sang my children to sleep. Does that make me a kid napper?
Why does Greek epic poetry put you to sleep? Because it’s based on the snoral tradition.
The insomniac stayed up late making a long list of to doze.
When I slept in a chicken coop, I knew I was down on my cluck.
Where are children most snug in bed? Kentucky.
When a singing bird wakes me, I’m like “This means warble.”
Do algebra teachers furnish their bedrooms with orthogonal mattresses?