Yeah, no one cares about your balls, but a nice set of titties is always the biggest concern, even during a fire.
Somehow this turned from a thread about laundry day to wiping your ass standing up to moldering wet towels to the proper boobie receptacle evening wear. Now if you excuse me I have to throw my towels in the pool to dry them, put my bed time bra on, and set my neighbor's house on fire to see what she's wearing when she runs out. Because I'm REALLY FUCKING CURIOUS now. I'd ask, but what if she's lying? For the record I do not sleep naked but instead wear to bed a coat tail dinner jacket, cumber bun, a stove pipe top hat, and a monocle. Although some nights I just wrap myself in dirty towels so my body heat dries them.
Maybe mya does have a big package and doesn't want the neighbours to see her swinging balls. Shared a room with my brother my whole life. I didn't even have a room of my own until my second year of university. Sleeping naked is my way of expressing the freedom that comes with living on your own.
I only sleep naked maybe two or three times a year, and those times tend to be either due to some strange emotional state or being too drunk to put clothes on after sex. I'm not really "A Naked Person" and I just feel too weird sleeping naked, like exposed and vulnerable. Maybe if I had silk sheets or something. My ideal sleep state is a T-shirt and underwear, or my fancy silk nightie that I just remembered I have and am totally wearing tonight. And, no, I don't prefer to wear a bra at night, but I don't mind it so much if it happens.
I always sleep naked when I am drunk. I haven't discovered the reason for this. Any insight would help unboggle my mind. Other than that, it depends on what kind of mood I am in.
Last time I slept naked I peed all over my girlfriend, my bed, and my laptop. I'm all set with that noise.
Naked sleeper here. It's just way more comfortable. Since I live alone I walk around my house naked all the time too. My only quirk is that I can't eat naked; I have to put clothes on to eat because eating when naked is just weird. Also, like Bewildered said when sleeping being skin-on-skin with a parter is completely awsome.
This needs elaboration. Did you piss the bed in your sleep, then get up to find the toilet and confuse your laptop for it? Did you get out of bed, throw your laptop down on the covers and piss on everything? Or did you fall asleep drunk surfing the internet and piss yourself? My personal favorite is my friend getting out of bed and pissing in his (now ex) girlfriend's brand new hiking boots. They were waterproof so they were filled to the brim when he finished and didn't leak out.
I am pretty damn late to this game. Towels are washed weekly, they are hung on the conveniently located towel racks on the bathroom. I prefer the less mildewed approach. Laying them across the bed is completely retarded. I wipe front to back, I spit in the sink, I flush the public restroom toilets with my foot. I sleep naked if I feel like it. If my house is on fire I tell my kids to hold on to mommy's legs, so that I can clutch my laptop to my naked breasts. I don't dally with the pubic nest, not much to see past my dreads. If I am wearing clothes, I do a quick mirror check pirouette on my way. I feel so average.
A couple years ago, I'd find myself waking up naked if I drank a lot the night before. And goddamn, it was comfortable. So I started going to sleep that way all the time. Now, if someone is over and I have to sleep in clothes, it feels weird.
If it's summer I sleep naked. I used to wear a t-shirt and shorts, but I'd always take them off in my sleep in a fit of trying to cool down (but not waking up enough to turn down the thermostat).
Sleeping nude is the way to go. It's all about efficiency. There's less time you have to waste to get into the shower by disrobing. Same when your SO slides into bed with you and wants sexy time.
I don't sleep nude and will not consider sleeping nude again, ever. I've tried it twice and it was just fucking uncomfortable. I also believe that by sleeping with clothes on that I am saving a kitten/puppy's life, since no-one wants to see this naked. As for towels, I wash mine about three times a month, and then it gets hung up on the handle of my wardrobe - it seems to dry itself faster there than in the bathroom; probably something to do with the enamel paint, geyser and washer/dryer in there encouraging humidity or something. Also, yes, I am the one who does the laundry.
Alright fine, here it goes, but Im pretty sure I wrote about this one before: I was at a Frat party in college with my then-girlfriend. It was after final exams in the Spring and we all started drinking very heavily. I did a few keg stands and the last thing I remember was chugging a hard Arnold Palmer*. Smash-cut to me being woke up by my girlfriend at 4:30 AM, face down in my bed with nothing by a t-shirt on. She tells me that she woke up covered in piss and that my all my sheets are also soaked. I looked down at my penis and the area had been active recently. I mumbled an apology and we both stumbled out to the couches and passed out there. She woke up a few hours later on the other couch, still pissed off and left without saying goodbye. I woke at about 11 am and went in my room to go on the web to look at porn or whatever and my laptop is damp and my keyboard smells. Apparently, I also went over to my desk and pissed all over it to the point where it doesnt work anymore. Another interesting fact, is that I found the pants I had been wearing the night before in the kitchen with spilled macaroni all over the counter. In the bathroom was a pot of water sitting on the floor. I have no idea what I fuck I got up and tried to do, but I havent gotten black out drunk since. *In case youre not aware (for some reason), an Arnold Palmer is a mix of lemonade and iced tea. I didnt blow an erect, 75 year old pro-golfer or anything. Just sayin.
In answer to rep: I wipe my ass while sitting. I haven't managed to get shit all over myself since I was toilet trained. I must be an anomaly.
I sometimes sleep naked. My biggest concern isn't fire but a burglar breaking in. I don't know that I want to fight some dude while I'm naked. If we're both naked that's a different story. On the plus side, chances are that when I come charging out of my room in my full, naked splendor wielding a lamp the burglar will piss himself. It will probably because he's laughing so hard but, whatever, it still makes him easier to hit with my lamp.
And, yet, no boobie posts from you? This place couldn't BE more socially acceptable. I call shenanigans. I know this is really, really strange, but I sleep in pajamas. I will sleep naked after bedtime sex, though, just because at that point I'm to lazy to put anything back on.