Sleeping on the sofa...
Discussion
So, I messed up...
Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
I've slept on many friends' sofas after a wee tipple or two, but have never actually been sent to sleep on one due to disgraceful behaviour on my part when in a relationship. Have never sent an OH to sleep on one either - if they're in the s
t, they're sleeping in the garden / their car / road / canal towpath etc; as long as it isn't under my roof!
t, they're sleeping in the garden / their car / road / canal towpath etc; as long as it isn't under my roof!cronk-flakes said:
So, I messed up...
Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
Just after I got married I got back one night from a very, very heavy drinking session. Went to bed. Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
After a while I felt a little 'queasy'. I got up, ran across the bedroom, along the hallway, down the stairs, through the dining room, through the living room, through the kitchen and into the loo. I threw up my ringpiece.
A little later I felt another, more violent, reaction. I got up, ran across the bedroom, along the hallway, into the bathroom and threw up some more into the sink!
After about another hour I felt yet another, even more violent, reaction. I leant out of the bed and threw up all over the two-week old, white, deep-pile carpet.
I spent thre nights sleeping on the sofa until the OH decided she was getting cold and lonely at night!
This is a joke right? This is a figure of speech? 'Sleeping on the sofa' just means you are not in the good books, rather than you've actually been kicked out of the bedroom?
Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa?
Surely??????
Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa?
Surely??????Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
King Herald said:
This is a joke right? This is a figure of speech? 'Sleeping on the sofa' just means you are not in the good books, rather than you've actually been kicked out of the bedroom?
Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa? Surely??????
Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
You're not. This world is fNobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa?
Surely??????Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
ked up dude.Poledriver said:
cronk-flakes said:
So, I messed up...
Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
Just after I got married I got back one night from a very, very heavy drinking session. Went to bed. Decided to sleep elsewhere tonight. (probably will regret this tomorrow). I'm kipping in the spare room of our house and so far, I'm enjoying it!
What's all the fuss about? Depends on your layout, but I'm closer to the bath room and the fridge. Took a few beers to bed, Win/Win if you ask me.
So my question is, what's the worst you've done to end up sleeping on the sofa/spare room/balcony? (pissing in the kettle is obligatory!)
After a while I felt a little 'queasy'. I got up, ran across the bedroom, along the hallway, down the stairs, through the dining room, through the living room, through the kitchen and into the loo. I threw up my ringpiece.
A little later I felt another, more violent, reaction. I got up, ran across the bedroom, along the hallway, into the bathroom and threw up some more into the sink!
After about another hour I felt yet another, even more violent, reaction. I leant out of the bed and threw up all over the two-week old, white, deep-pile carpet.
I spent thre nights sleeping on the sofa until the OH decided she was getting cold and lonely at night!
Genius... My dreams, aspire...King Herald said:
This is a joke right? This is a figure of speech? 'Sleeping on the sofa' just means you are not in the good books, rather than you've actually been kicked out of the bedroom?
Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa? Surely??????
Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
I was young and naive! Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa?
Surely??????Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
King Herald said:
This is a joke right? This is a figure of speech? 'Sleeping on the sofa' just means you are not in the good books, rather than you've actually been kicked out of the bedroom?
Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa? Surely??????
Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
I thought the day would never come... But tonight, apparently I've 'chosen' to sleep in the spare room.Nobody here actually allows their wife to order them out of the family bed onto the sofa?
Surely??????Tell me I'm not reading this wrong.
To be honest, I was really looking forward to it. I want to test the bed that I have fecking paid for!!!!
The only time i've slept on the sofa is because that's where i passed out or because i was at a mates house. I've been told many times after disagreements to go sleep on the sofa (normally i'm asked to do much worse to myself tbh). I think the learned response goes something like this:
"Darling i know you're angry right now and are a hormonal dumping ground infested with insanity... But i ain't going nowhere love... I like this bed but right now i don't like you... I'm staying right here... now it's up to you whether you put out or get out!"
No wonder i'm single :-)
"Darling i know you're angry right now and are a hormonal dumping ground infested with insanity... But i ain't going nowhere love... I like this bed but right now i don't like you... I'm staying right here... now it's up to you whether you put out or get out!"
No wonder i'm single :-)
My Dad's car got stolen while I was sleeping on a picnic table right next to it.
My parents ran a social club which I happened to be locked out of because they put the latch on the door & my key wouldn't open it.
I'd been out on the piss & got home around 6am. I was to be picked up to go to work at 8am, so instead of banging about & making lots of noise waking everyone up, I just slept in the beer garden.
When I got home from work my dad asked me when I'd seen his car last, so I told him it was that morning around 6 & that I'd slept on the picnic table right next to it.
My parents ran a social club which I happened to be locked out of because they put the latch on the door & my key wouldn't open it.
I'd been out on the piss & got home around 6am. I was to be picked up to go to work at 8am, so instead of banging about & making lots of noise waking everyone up, I just slept in the beer garden.
When I got home from work my dad asked me when I'd seen his car last, so I told him it was that morning around 6 & that I'd slept on the picnic table right next to it.
Many years ago, and before we were even married, I woke the morning after an epic company Christmas party to find myself on the sofa.
I'd not been kicked out, I apparently had never found my way to the bed.
The wonder remains how the hell I even found my way across London, got my keys into the right door and over the threshold in the first place.
There have been a couple of instances during married life when Mrs Pints has deemed my actions stupid enough to warrant it being sensible for me to make myself comfy in the spare room. As she put it, she couldn't be certain she wouldn't kill me while I slept. I didn't doubt her for a second.
To her credit, I've not made the same "mistakes" again.
I'd not been kicked out, I apparently had never found my way to the bed.
The wonder remains how the hell I even found my way across London, got my keys into the right door and over the threshold in the first place.
There have been a couple of instances during married life when Mrs Pints has deemed my actions stupid enough to warrant it being sensible for me to make myself comfy in the spare room. As she put it, she couldn't be certain she wouldn't kill me while I slept. I didn't doubt her for a second.
To her credit, I've not made the same "mistakes" again.
Not sure if this qualifies, but here we go anyway.
Woke up once after a good party (having fell out with the girlfriend) believing I was asleep on the sofa, but was actually asleep in the hedge outside the front of the house.
Strangely was quite comfortable, so much I had actually made it down to my boxers & T-shirt.
Woke up once after a good party (having fell out with the girlfriend) believing I was asleep on the sofa, but was actually asleep in the hedge outside the front of the house.
Strangely was quite comfortable, so much I had actually made it down to my boxers & T-shirt.
Pints said:
The wonder remains how the hell I even found my way across London, got my keys into the right door and over the threshold in the first place.
ahhhh..... the magical beer scooter at work. many a time have i woken up in my own place with no recollection of how i got home. this includes a night out in oxford, and i live in south east london.tamore said:
Pints said:
The wonder remains how the hell I even found my way across London, got my keys into the right door and over the threshold in the first place.
ahhhh..... the magical beer scooter at work. many a time have i woken up in my own place with no recollection of how i got home. this includes a night out in oxford, and i live in south east london.No matter where I am, or how far home is away (or even if it's not my home I'm staying at), I always wake up where I should be (although often with inexplicable grazes, grass stains or the ramains of a kebab on the bedside table).
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