Sleepwalking
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
A friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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Dropping of the baitstick (?)
My brother has, on several occasions, scared the shit out of me with his sleepwalking. One particular venture of his still stands out, due to it being quite wierd.
Upon hearing a strange noise, I awoke to find my brother parading round my bedroom in the buff. Thats odd, I thought, we haven't had a sexy party for weeks, what's he up too?
As I enquired of him his business, he let out a massive yell and threw something at me, which hit me, really fucking hard, right between the eyes. He then jumped in the air and screamed "I'VE DROPPED MY BAITSTICK!!" before running out the room.
Somewhat dazed, I inspected what it was he had flung at me. It was my pet terripin Eddie, who was just as shocked as me. I returned Eddie to his tank and went back to bed, swearing an oath to remove my brothers eyes with a spoon the next day.
Unsurprisingly he denied it all. Not even a stonking great bruise all over my face could convince him otherwise.
Length? Not too sure, it was quite dark.
( , Thu 23 Aug 2007, 10:59, Reply)
My brother has, on several occasions, scared the shit out of me with his sleepwalking. One particular venture of his still stands out, due to it being quite wierd.
Upon hearing a strange noise, I awoke to find my brother parading round my bedroom in the buff. Thats odd, I thought, we haven't had a sexy party for weeks, what's he up too?
As I enquired of him his business, he let out a massive yell and threw something at me, which hit me, really fucking hard, right between the eyes. He then jumped in the air and screamed "I'VE DROPPED MY BAITSTICK!!" before running out the room.
Somewhat dazed, I inspected what it was he had flung at me. It was my pet terripin Eddie, who was just as shocked as me. I returned Eddie to his tank and went back to bed, swearing an oath to remove my brothers eyes with a spoon the next day.
Unsurprisingly he denied it all. Not even a stonking great bruise all over my face could convince him otherwise.
Length? Not too sure, it was quite dark.
( , Thu 23 Aug 2007, 10:59, Reply)
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