The only unusual thing that I do in my sleep (besides snoring, that is) is sometimes I will giggle. Just one night last week, my husband woke me up at 5 a.m. to ask me what was so funny. I gave him this blank look and said “I was sleeping, what are you talking about?”. He told me that I giggled several times in a high pitch, kind of like a little girl’s giggle. He said it sounded “cute”. I have no idea what I was dreaming at the time, but he said it sounded like I was having a good time.
While in college, I worked for the local Budget Rent-a-Car franchise. I spent several weeks one October putting snow tires on all the cars. Not just changing the tires, but pulling the tires off the wheels and remounting snow tires, then balancing them, etc. We had stacks of tires all around the mounting machine, some of them quite tall.
I was sleeping with my GF (now Mrs. Danalan, BTW) one night, and dreamed the stacks of tires were wobbling. I immediately pushed her out of bed, screaming “The tires are falling!”, then went back to snoring.
She was royally pissed off, from being dumped on her butt in the middle of the night, and woke me up. It took her a while to get through to me – I was really out of it. I thought it was kind of chivalrous, after all, I’d saved her life over my own. She didn’t quite see it that way, and I slept in my own apartment for a while.
ROTFL, Danalan! That’s kept me giggling for a few minutes now! 
When my boyfriend crawls into bed after I’m asleep, he likes talking to me. I’ll talk back and generally have a real conversation. When I wake up though, I have the fuzziest memory of it and don’t ever recall the details. I’ll wake him up and say, “Did you say something to me last night? What did I say? Really, I said that?!”…He thought I was putting him on at first but now he knows to not speak to me or risk having me think the conversation never happened.
When I was little I used to have night terrors… they were so bad they put my dad’s head through the roof. Literally.
Also when I was younger, I would wake up in odd places… either at the other end of my bed, on my floor or outside the bathroom door. Everytime with all my blankets and pillows with me.
Now I just talk in my sleep. I’ve never said anything all that emberassing except for this one night in Florida. My whole family was staying in the same room and apparently during the night I said, “the first time wasn’t so good… but the second, mmm…” and it went on…
Trust me, there’s nothing like having your brother inform you that you unknowingly shared details of your sex life with your parents.
LOL I am proud of myself that I started this thread 
I used to have night terrors too - I was not an angel when I slept
Exorcist nothing in comparism to me as a small kid…
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