Enter (wakefulness) laughing

I was taking a nap earlier (age, you know) and I entered the dream state.

In my dream, my SO and I were in a large room with a huge tv at one end of it. Some sort of weird soap opera was on, and I was getting bored with it, when I realized that the room was partitioned, and I could hear voices from the other side. It was Mike Nelson and the robots from MST3K. They were ripping the soap opera apart and I was laughing at their comments. I looked at Barb and she was giving me a “this isn’t funny” sort of scowl.

This pissed me off and I decided to make her laugh by hook or that other thing. I started singing to her in a maniacal vocally challenged style and a monstrously demented look on my face. She just stared at me, her mouth open in an O,like the kids in “South Park” when they see something completely incomprehensible.
This struck me helpless with laughter and went on and on until I woke up snorting and practically screaming with giggles. I couldn’t go back to sleep. Every time I tried, I thought about singing:

Hi,ho, skip to my Lou
Hi,ho, skip to my Lou…
and ended up laughing so hard I had to get a kleenex to wipe my eyes. I finally just got up, wondering what my next door neighbor was thinking.

I still giggle when I think about it. What about you? How many of you wake up laughing,and do you have any stories you can remember? This used to happen to me two or three times a week when I was younger, but it’s not so common anymore, more’s the pity.

I’ve done this before when I’m sleeping at night (as opposed to naps).

Generally after several minutes I can’t remember what the hell was so funny, but I always enjoy it when it happens. Unfortunately it’s very rare. Maybe a once every couple of months type thing.

Much better than waking up crying, which I’ve also done because of a horrible dream.

I had the opposite actually. I had a dream that was amazingly vivid. I was very young and I was walking home from school (you couldn’t walk through the woods or old man phillips would yell) so you had to walk around. As was not uncommon, I stopped to look for salemanders under a few rocks and threw some stones in the pond and walked clear up to my back door, poised to go in. I awoke to such an amazing feeling of peacefulness and contentment - but tears were streaming out of my eyes. I dunno why, 'cause I didn’t feel sad or depressed, but none-the-less the tears were flowing. They continued for several minutes before subsiding. I know this sounds odd, but it was a good dream.

Hi, ho, skip to my lou…

I’ve never woken up laughing, or crying (except when I was a kid and had a nightmare).

Did have an odd dream last night where my friend and I were on a commercial airline flight that was crashing, and I turned to my friend and said, perfectly calm, “This is the last time we fly this airline.” Made me chuckle after I’d remembered it, a few minutes after I was conscious.