I got a concussion when I saw Inglorious Bastards because I didn't want to leave the movie to pee, so when I did, I sprinted to the bathroom and started peeing. The blood rush from sitting for two hours to sprinting, to peeing a ton caused me to pass the fuck out on the tile floor and hit my head. Also, it was my birthday. Also, my dick ended up back in my pants when I woke up, even though I passed out while peeing.
I had kind of a similar experience of mysterious dick concealment when I stayed the night at a tiny ancient hotel in a dying silver mining town. Real Innsmouth in the desert vibes. I fell asleep naked and woke up in shorts. I don't sleepwalk, and never have- my guess is prude ghosts.
I got a concussion when I saw Inglorious Bastards because I didn't want to leave the movie to pee, so when I did, I sprinted to the bathroom and started peeing. The blood rush from sitting for two hours to sprinting, to peeing a ton caused me to pass the fuck out on the tile floor and hit my head. Also, it was my birthday. Also, my dick ended up back in my pants when I woke up, even though I passed out while peeing.
I haven't seen Django
I had kind of a similar experience of mysterious dick concealment when I stayed the night at a tiny ancient hotel in a dying silver mining town. Real Innsmouth in the desert vibes. I fell asleep naked and woke up in shorts. I don't sleepwalk, and never have- my guess is prude ghosts.