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Aurora said:
I attribute my need of large amounts of sleep to depression.
Don't talk to me about depression. I have stories that would make someone else kill themselves out of sympathy. I spent many days just laying in bed. I didn't want to do anything.
 


Nibbling on me eh? Hmm ... musta been catatonic when that was going on. I DO hope whoever has been nibbling on me has been warned that I am one of the variety tha cause upset stomachs!

It IS true, btw, that depression can cause one to wish to sleep more. I get about 6 hours of sleep a night, and that seems to suffice. On Sundays I usually take an extra 2 hour nap in the afternoon, but other than that.
 


Mycanid said:
Nibbling on me eh? Hmm ... musta been catatonic when that was going on. I DO hope whoever has been nibbling on me has been warned that I am one of the variety tha cause upset stomachs!

It IS true, btw, that depression can cause one to wish to sleep more. I get about 6 hours of sleep a night, and that seems to suffice. On Sundays I usually take an extra 2 hour nap in the afternoon, but other than that.
Sunday afternoon naps are the best. Especially if its raining. Not only is it soothing, but it gives you an even better excuse to not be out working in the yard-lol
 

One day while on patrol, a police officer pulled over a car for speeding. He went up to the car and asked the driver to roll down her window.

The first thing he noticed, besides the nice red sports car, was how hot the driver was! Drop dead beautiful blonde... the works!

"I've pulled you over for speeding, Ma'me.... could I see your drivers license...?"

"...What's a license...???" replied the blonde, instantly giving away the fact that she was as dumb as a stump.

"It's usually in your wallet..." replied the officer. After fumbling for a few minutes, the driver managed to find it. "Now may I see your registration..." asked the cop.

"Registration..... what's that....?" asked the blonde. "It's usually in your glove compartment..." said the cop impatiently.

After some more fumbling, she found the registration. "I'll be back in a minute..." said the cop and walked back to his car.

The officer phoned into the dispatch to run a check on the woman's license and registration. After a few moments, the dispatcher came back;

"Ummm.... is this woman driving a red sports car?" "Yes...." replied the officer "Is she a drop dead gorgeous blonde?" asked the dispatcher "Uh... yes" replied the cop.

"Here's what you do...." said the dispatcher. "Give her the stuff back, and drop your pants..."

"WHAT!!? I can't do that. Its..... inappropriate..." exclaimed the cop.

"Trust me..... just do it...." said the dispatcher.

So the cop goes back to the car, gives back the license and registration and drops his pants, just as the dispatcher said. The blonde looks down and sighs..... "Ohh no... not ANOTHER breathalyzer......"
 

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