YOU’LL BE HAPPIER, HEALTHIER …
A new study from Cotton USA – of Britons, ironically – reveals couples who sleep in the nude are happier than couples who sleep in pajamas. For those of you keeping score at home, 57 percent of those who sleep naked reported being happy in their relationship, compared to 48 percent who sleep in PJs.
We discovered – or “uncovered” – this data after a friend of ours submitted an article to our tip wire detailing “Eight Awesome Benefits of Sleeping Naked.”
Rrrawwrrr … right?
We’re paraphrasing, but the benefits listed by the article’s author, Chrissy Stockton, were 1) less laundry, 2) better dressing habits, 3) higher self-esteem, 4) more bonding with your partner, 5) more sex, 6) better sleep, 7) better skin and 8) reduced aging.
Any of that true? Who knows … and who cares as long as No. 5 is accurate, right?
Despite these benefits, though, it’s estimated that less than ten percent of Americans sleep in the buff. Go figure …
Genesis 2:25 – And the man and his wife were both naked and were not ashamed.
Until the dog knocked the door open and their son was standing in the hallway with his girlfriend.
Been sleeping naked since I quit pooping my pants 50+ years ago. Had a female NCO come storming into my barracks room early one morning about 30 years ago demanding that I “…get up and come with me [her]…” I did,butt naked and standing proud, she never entered my barracks room again.
Why is an NCO ordering a Colonel around?
I was a Spec5 at the time.
Steven Segal, is that you?
Spec5 or Specialist Five was a rank equivalent to Sergeant. At one time the specialist rank went all the way to Spec8 (though Spec8s were few and far between). Generally Specs were in career fields that required little supervisory responsibilities. Pharmacy techs, crypto techs and specialized signal corps jobs. The Army decided to do away with all the senior specialists ranks in
I was working at Andersen Air Force Base(Guam) in 1980 when the , I hope I can remember this right:
The Chief Master Sergeant of the Air Force made a tour.
Had his own c-141 and his own staff car.
Officers tried their best to absent themselves from his presence.
My uncle was the command chief master sergeant at Eglin Air Force Base asshats of all ranks tried to avoid him. I was about ten or twelve the first time I saw him ruin an “ossifer’s” day by pointing out the numerous deficiencies in his plan in front of his assembled staff. It was masterful, respectful, cached in accurate, doctrinal terminology and utterly devastating. I learned a lot from that guy.
Ya’ gotta hand it to those guys. My Dad retired from Ft. Jackson as an E-9. His career mostly followed a path where he was pretty much on his own without supervision and pressures from above. When I enlisted in the Navy (grrrr from Dad) and then went on through my professional career and other endeavors I was the same. Dad cultivated his independence within a large and structured organization. I cultivated my independence through various means, including hard work and learning to interact with folks of all kinds. My wife used to joke that if I had been born in an earlier time I would have been happy being like Clint Eastwood in his cowboy movies.
Admit it. My husband paid you to publish this fictitious article, right?
we cannot confirm or deny that ;)
So if my wife bitches about the brown streaks in my underwear, what it she gonna say when they start appearing on the sheets?
Don’t know what to tell you.
However, you can lessen her laundry load by going”commando”.