Every Friday is a religious experience.

Talking in your Sleep Parody - courtesy of My Wife

When you close your eyes and you go to sleep
And it comes out like the sound of a heartbeat
I can hear the things that you're dreamin' about
When you open up your rear and the truth comes out

You tell me that you eat beans
You tell me that you like beans
You tell me that you love beans
And I know that I'm right

'Cause I hear it in the night
I hear the secrets that you keep
When you're tooting in your sleep
I hear the secrets that you keep

When you're tooting in your sleep
When I hold you in my arms at night
Don't you know I’m sleepin' in a gun sight?
And all your dreams that you keep inside
I’m smelling the secrets that you just can't hide

[Chorus]

When you're tooting in your sleep
I smell the secrets that you keep
When you're tooting in your sleep
When you close your eyes
And you fall asleep
Everything about you is a mystery
Of what you eat…

You tell me that you want chili
You tell me that you need meat
You tell me that you love spicy pickles
And I know that I'm right'
When I hear you rip one at night!

[Chorus]

If you have an abrasive fetish does that mean you like being rude to people or that you like sand paper on your privates?