Not house trained
Several years ago I went through a stage of fairly ferocious sleep activities. Already bad, they were always exacerbated when I had spent a night on the pop, which I was doing a lot at the time. This led to a few scary and embarrassing experiences. My best are:
- going to bed in my own bed and waking up cuddling up to my mate who was asleep on the floor
- having sex with my girlfriend while completeley asleep (real caveman stuff too but luckily she liked that)
- while I was staying at a mate's flat after a monumental session, walking into his room, getting my old man out and pissing on the floor, facing the bed, in front of his rather startled girlfriend
But my best effort was when a little nurse took me back to her room, which was on the seventh floor of a tower block. The block was being renovated one wing at a time so there was scaffolding up rounjd the outside of it. She said that apparently I suddenly sat up in bed and walked out of the door. The first I knew about it was when I woke up seven floors up in the air on the scaffolding round the outside of the tower block, minus my top and my shoes!

Rarely do it anymore which I am glad about as it used to scare the poo out of me
(give it six weeks and it might clear up would like to butter your muffin, Fri 24 Aug 2007, 13:48, Reply)