...stop fucking snoring and kicking me you pair of wild animals.
The noise. Oh my god, the noise. Dp is snoring like a herd of elephants. I'm going to smother him. I'm so angry right now looking at his bloody mouth hanging open and the sound of a thousand bees having an orgy coming from it. All while he's a farting a hole in his pants, in my lovely new bedding.
Dd (20 months) has decided there is no place she'd rather be tonight than with her foot in my neck and giving me the occasional kick while snoring along with her dad.
Aibu to either murder Dp, dispose of the body and transfer dd to his side of the bed so I can actually get some sleep?!