tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206855979592189331.post908033926559883548..comments2023-10-28T03:18:20.253-07:00Comments on That White Girls Blog: Sleeping on the CouchThat White Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10841650746277749285noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206855979592189331.post-50350849837870187882014-01-06T21:32:28.855-08:002014-01-06T21:32:28.855-08:00Beer - so you're the type of people that fuck ...Beer - so you're the type of people that fuck with my type of people... no wonder we get along! :)<br /><br />Beatrice - thanks and maybe!<br /><br />Pickleope - that's right... but we were poor, so a quick wipe and both were good to go again. :| In my defense, I didn't *like* chair sleeping, it was my only option as the smaller, younger, weaker sibling. :DThat White Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10841650746277749285noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206855979592189331.post-57082618758909520062013-12-28T07:58:11.799-08:002013-12-28T07:58:11.799-08:00The puppies were birthed ON the sleeping bag!?! Th...The puppies were birthed ON the sleeping bag!?! That's the end of that bag and couch, right? <br />You go beyond couch sleeping, you like half on/half off chair sleeping? Why even waste the money on an expensive mattress and box spring? Pickleopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13772003052474877906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206855979592189331.post-55811350612717452312013-12-25T16:50:15.307-08:002013-12-25T16:50:15.307-08:00Hey, I love your blog so much. You wanna find new ...Hey, I love your blog so much. You wanna find new music? Follow my blog, you'll love the songs on it xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2206855979592189331.post-70364013159128053342013-12-23T08:38:50.767-08:002013-12-23T08:38:50.767-08:00I still love sleeping on the couch. Something abou...I still love sleeping on the couch. Something about a couch nap is just so much more satisfying than a bed nap.<br /><br />I used to have a friend who was a sleep talker, and I'd have conversations with him. When he'd stay the night he'd fall asleep and almost instantly start talking, and I'd say things like "I stole all of your videogames. You don't have any now" or "You peed your pants. That's gross." And he'd get so angry and confused. In his sleep. Then wake up in the morning having remembered none of it. It was great.A Beer for the Showerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17029139745335325356noreply@blogger.com