Can't sleep? Maybe you need "spleep"

Strange, “sleep” is spelled correctly 13 times in the article (not counting within similarly correctly spelled words like “asleep” and “sleeping”, nor similar correctly spelled instances within the article title). But none of those are bolded, strangely, all misspelled instances (except an “asleep”) are bolded, even in the “Irish proverb” above (unless the proverb really is “spleep”.

We-eird.

Maybe he was spleep-typing?

If you no spleep, your head asplode.

Spleep, sploop, splop, splash. Present, past, past perfect, result.

That’s “rdub”. :slight_smile:

Some chance that he just carried on the spleeping after starting out by saying that a joke is a good thing.

Can’t breathe.

Laughing.

The dog is worried.

Spleep?!

Is he some kind of spleep spepcialist?

A spleep specialist would be great if you developed spleep splapnea.

Brilliant. Simply brilliant.

You mean as in bath?

If there’s a p in your bath, see a urologist.

No, you need to see a lumber.

you missed a “p”

To spleep, perchance to dream,
Aye, there’s the pub.

I don’t know how much you drink, but I’ve splept in a pub

A long spleep? Spleep hormones? I must not have been paying attention during sex (splex?) ed in high school.

Not as long as mine…
Not as long as mine.

It’s not a silent P if you stand up.

Yes. What the hell is this. That’s a grown woman writing that blog, with very frequent, fairly lengthy, and otherwise generally well written posts. But she seems to try to find any way possible to use the word “Spleep”, with no explanation, as though its assumed by all that spleep is the correct word. Unlike the the example in the OP, spleep is the only form to be found. Not one sleep, even by accident. Over 40 Spleeps! What is happening? What is this madness?

The really weird part is that the life coach posted his spleep entry back in September, but this woman has been using the word since at least February 2009. It must be an independent private joke.

maybe it comes from the ancient Greek:
After all, I assume that Ptolemy splept well every night. Unless he had Pneumonia, or was dreaming of Pterodactyls.
Or maybe he had indigestion from eating too much with a spork.

I wanted to spork Mrs. RickJay last night but she was spleeping.