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I would sleep-walk a lot when I was a kid, and would do things like pull the bedding off my bed and stuff it into the kitchen cupboards, or in the 10 gallon aquarium that I had, killing the fish. My biggest sleep-walking event was when I walked out the front door and over to the neighbors house where I rang the doorbell.
My biggest sleep walking events were as a kid. I got up, walked around the house, my parents directed me back to my bedroom and I went back to bed. Only happened a couple times
 
Can't say I have ever seen someone clap Behind their back while doing a pushup.

We used to challenge each other with how many times we could clap between pushups though.
Wow! I could only ever do one. I never considered it possible to do more. Impressive to say the least.
 
My biggest sleep walking events were as a kid. I got up, walked around the house, my parents directed me back to my bedroom and I went back to bed. Only happened a couple times
I was quite the regular for a while. I usually remembered nothing about it the next day. I did remember the doorbell incident because I began to wake up when the neighbors answered the door. My dad heard me go out the front door so he jumped up and was out in the yard calling my name. It was confusing, trying to figure out why I was on the neighbors front step in my pajamas.

Other time I would wake up and all my blankets were missing. Couldn’t figure out where they went until later I was making breakfast, opened the cupboard to get a pan to fry some eggs. Found my blankets.
 
I was quite the regular for a while. I usually remembered nothing about it the next day. I did remember the doorbell incident because I began to wake up when the neighbors answered the door. My dad heard me go out the front door so he jumped up and was out in the yard calling my name. It was confusing, trying to figure out why I was on the neighbors front step in my pajamas.

Other time I would wake up and all my blankets were missing. Couldn’t figure out where they went until later I was making breakfast, opened the cupboard to get a pan to fry some eggs. Found my blankets.
I never remember any of them, my parents told me about them. But then there were only a few, they amounted to a walk from my bedroom to the living room and back.
 
I was quite the regular for a while. I usually remembered nothing about it the next day. I did remember the doorbell incident because I began to wake up when the neighbors answered the door. My dad heard me go out the front door so he jumped up and was out in the yard calling my name. It was confusing, trying to figure out why I was on the neighbors front step in my pajamas.

Other time I would wake up and all my blankets were missing. Couldn’t figure out where they went until later I was making breakfast, opened the cupboard to get a pan to fry some eggs. Found my blankets.
This reminds me of the sleep walking scene in the movie Stepbrothers.
 
I was quite the regular for a while. I usually remembered nothing about it the next day. I did remember the doorbell incident because I began to wake up when the neighbors answered the door. My dad heard me go out the front door so he jumped up and was out in the yard calling my name. It was confusing, trying to figure out why I was on the neighbors front step in my pajamas.

Other time I would wake up and all my blankets were missing. Couldn’t figure out where they went until later I was making breakfast, opened the cupboard to get a pan to fry some eggs. Found my blankets.
Same thing happened the other night, only it was my computer mouse that went missing.
 
I've noticed a philosophical statement on the side of a bag of slabs. Apparently no claims can be entertained once the product is laid. I'm thinking of ringing them up and putting Kant's categorical imperative to the test
 
I would sleep-walk a lot when I was a kid, and would do things like pull the bedding off my bed and stuff it into the kitchen cupboards, or in the 10 gallon aquarium that I had, killing the fish. My biggest sleep-walking event was when I walked out the front door and over to the neighbors house where I rang the doorbell.
Funny fact:
I have two brothers and the middle one would sleep walk often. We would go tent camping quite often and I remember my dad tying my brother's ankle to a tree so he could not walk away. :)
 
Yes Sir. I would aver the claps lasted 2-3 seconds tops, so not as dramatic as it may sound. And that was a Long time ago.
So you do a push-up, and as you rise your whole body jumps horizontally, and during this prone jump you clapped your hands twelve times before landing prone again? I’m not questioning your truth, just want to make sure we are talking the same thing. Because that sounds superhuman.
 

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