Thursday, December 1, 2005

Holy Succubus, what a fucking nightmare!

Wow, this takes nocturnal emissions to a whole new level:

Sexsomnia isn't a poor excuse for men behaving badly -- it can be a very real, personal nightmare, say some sufferers.
Yeah, that's what I told Susie back in grade nine when my hand slid into her butt cheeks as we slowdanced . . .
The unidentified man interviewed yesterday said he cried tears of relief on learning he wasn't alone.

"I'm embarrassed to say it but this happens to me and my wife," said the 42-year-old Scarborough man.
. . .
His symptoms are brought on by alcohol, he said. He rarely remembers having sex upon waking up.
Of course, after ten years of marriage, waking up and having had unmemorable sex the night before should not come as a surprise to anyone . . .
But once, [his symptoms] came close to ending his marriage. After a party one night, the man found himself in bed with his wife's friend.
Ah . . . I thought hopping into bed with your wife's friend was just a natural progression of mixing alcohol and an unmemorable sexlife . . . Of course, his wife's friend had absolutely no idea how the man wound up in bed with her either . . .
Thought(sic)it's a fairly new disorder, sexsomnia is real, said Dr. Harvey Moldofsky, director of the University of Toronto's Centre for Sleep and Chronobiology.

Up to 2.5% of adults have parasomnia, which has symptoms such as sleepwalking, he said. Another symptom is sleep sex.
Rumour has it it's being discovered throughout the country - most especially in communities with large populations of repressed swingers or wherever drunkeness is no longer thought an excuse for rape . . .

This article comes from the Toronto Sun who invite you to spank your monkey to today's Sunshine Girl, Sunny.

1 Comment:

Pietr said...

Pliss, Comrade, how to 'downlord' preetty gorl in photo?
Haff credit card.
Am prepared to pay shipping cost.
But must bring herr own wedding dress!