SleepwalkingA 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.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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My brother sleep walkingMy brother used to be a lot younger than he is now. At that point in his young life when he was about six or so, my parents would sometimes hear him come down the stairs after they had put him to bed. He'd open the door, and they'd say, "Martin?" [Martin was his name, you see. If they'd have said "Christopher?" it would have been strange], "Martin? What's wrong, love?"
You can tell that they're his real parents because they call him 'love'. Adoptive parents never do this, to their detrement.
Anyways, Martin (my brother, remember) would then pull down his pants and flop out his little dicky, at which point my parents would jump up and shout "No! Martin! Don't piss on the living room carpet!" and turn him around into the direction of the bathroom. They would then accompany the still-sleeping child up the stairs to the bathroom, point him at the toilet (a Shires model, I believe) and then wait for him to come out so that they could beat seven shades of shit out of him.
Sleep walking, sleep pissing, sleep FUN of all sorts!
(, Tue 28 Aug 2007, 2:40, Reply)
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