Sleep talking! Post your looniest statements...

[OccamsTazer]

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Oh jeez that is my worst napping fear. I know plenty of college friends that would nap in common areas or breakrooms if they were exhausted and between classes, especially during exam week.
I could never do it. I fear the fart!

 

[LarryPQ]

Better to let it out and bear the shame, then hold in in and bear the pain.

 

[OccamsTazer]

On the other hand, in the words of my father,
"Why fart and waste it when you can burp and taste it?"

 

[Sequin]

I used to work as a receptionist, and after my son was born I was just exhausted during work. I fell asleep in the middle of transferring a call and started saying something about a dinosaur going through a cave or mountain or something. The caller said "Whaat???!!!" which totally snapped me awake and so I had to explain myself and apologize all over the place. LOL - it was really funny.

 

[PineappleMama]

I've supposedly had whole conversations with DH in the mornings... IE he'll tell me that after work he'll be doing this or that and home at ___ and then at 6 (normally he's home at 5:45) I start to wonder... 6:30 I start to fret... by 7 I'm worried... so when he strolls in at 8 I'm really peeved.

Now he leaves notes... MUCH safer... no fretting for me and no cranky wife for him.

 

[Dipsy Doodle Doo]

Hi! Over coffee this morning Hubby asked if I remembered any dreams last night. "No, why do you ask?" With a laugh he said, "You sat up and smacked me and said 'If you stick that nasty thing in my ear ONE MORE TIME --- I'll break it.' ". Can't imagine where that came from.

Lisa

 

[duck&chickencrazy]

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Ha Ha o my gosh!!!

 

[cmb19]

I've talked in my sleep my entire life...except I can't remember any funny things because I can hold full, normal conversations in my sleep. Oh wait, when I was probably 12 and at my friends house I was apparently talking about french fries, and every once in awhile I will wake myself up screaming.
My fiance has woken me up more than once speaking Arabic...he's an Iraq war vet. When I hear him mumbling Arabic I slowly move away cause sometimes he'll start swinging and getting punched while trying to sleep makes me extremely cranky.

When I was unconscious in the hospital...on all sorts of medications, so this may not count...apparently I was saying all sorts of things, none of which I remember. Well, maybe some of it I remember and don't realize I really said any of it. I had lots and lots and lots of hallucinations and I don't know what was real and what was not. Anyway, at the first of 3 hospitals I was at, I was not on drugs to put me in a coma, but I still was completely out of it from organ failure. One day, I woke up and was very angry, I then proceeded to tell my mom to "make them shut up." She had no idea what I was talking about, but eventually I told her there was a woman, a little girl and an old man at the end of my bed singing and they were irritating me.

 

[LarryPQ]

At bedtime, I tell my 4-yr-old stories about him & his BFF, a dragon named Francis. So, inspired by this thread--I told him his story & once he was asleep I started to mess with him a little. My work was rewarded with a:

"MARSHMALLOWS!"

and

"The pirate took my pants!"

Ahhh...motherhood....

 

[beakkeeper]

"Where's the pretzel????"

"But I don't know anything about Gollum!"

"They're coming!"

I have carried on conversations in my sleep with my sister, also in her sleep.

One time while I was on a retreat I sleep walked. The cabins we were staying in had two sections of about ten bunk beds, divided by a hallway. After dreaming that i had a rehearsal of some sort (???) on one side, I "woke up" and thought "oh, I have to go back to my own bed now." I tried to step off the bed promptly fell off the top bunk onto the tile floor. I hobbled across the cabin to what I thought was my bunk and climbed up. Much to the surprise of my confused mind, there was someone else in my bed! It was another girl from my youth group, and she was in my bed!!! I pushed and tried to get her out, but she just smiled and rolled over. Not wanting to disturb her, i curled up at the end of the bed and tried to get some sleep. After a while, I wanted to see what time it was, so i leaned over to look at the clock which i knew was on the table next to me. The clock was gone. Not only that, but the table too! And there were strange people in all the beds! Where were my friends?

*lightbulb*

I'm in the wrong side of the cabin! Relieved, and suddenly exhausted, i walked back over to the other side and crawled into my vacant bed. Story's over, right? Nope. Next morning, I hear voices coming from the other side of the cabin. "Hey, I think there was a guy in my bed last night!" I sheepishly walked over. "ummm, jessie, that was me..." THe reason she thought it was a boy is because I brought my friends sweatpants embroidered with a all-boys highschool's emblem and left them in her bed!


I'll never live that one down. But I have several other incidents. I talk in my sleep almost every night.