Potential threat of snipers

I sleep naked, unless my husband is away when I wear pyjamas. Pyjamas will save me from being violated by bad men who will break in because my husband is away.

What about the sorts of monsters who, spider-like, crawl along the ceiling and reach down to grab you? You're just making it easier for them by jumping.

I never look ....for the same reason. I also jump from the door to the bed once I've turned the light off so the monster under the bed can't grab my ankle

As a menopausal woman, I’d say this tip is a win win.

Closing the curtains won't work cos they've got those heat vision things and can see us even when we hide. Trick is to hide at the fridge with the door open so it mucks up your body temp.
Take that stupid sniper.

Excellent, good to know. Do you also skulk about in a ghillie suit in the garden if need be? Asking for a friend. (apologies, 'skulk' might be a tad too simplistic for what you do)

This is fantastic

This is why MNers never answer the door, in case there's a man there in a scream mask about to stab them while live streaming to the police

I'm sorry your mum has died, but I actually laughed out loud at that.

I bet your mum would've as well.

Dhs nickname for me is sniper bait because I never close curtains. I sit in the dark though but only because my adhd can't cope with the big light on

Sorry for your loss but hahaha, that did make me laugh! 🤣 where did your mum find such excellent anti-sniper curtains?

I have some anti-werewolf ones which seem to be working equally as well.

I'm more concerned with lurking serial killers but snipers have crossed my mind and yes, I shut curtains so they can't shoot me in the head for absolutely no reason.

You are wrong sorry, the murderers love hedges, they hide in them!

You're much more in danger if you hedges.

Bank holiday job is to remove hedges!

Are you related to Bob Mortimer’s friend Gary Cheeseman aka snipers dream on account of his large head?

Blown, you say?

Are you sure it wasn't shot at by a sniper?

No. I can't be arsed to shut my curtains unless I'm getting naked in the room, and even the I sometimes can't be bothered if I'm going to be quick about it. Sniper or no sniper.

Our cheap, plastic curtain rail tended to cause the curtains to judder and jam and so we no longer even try to close them now.

Consequently, once it is dark, we all crawl about below the window sill level. It is actually quite convivial when you meet other family members slinking along, rather like dogs meeting I suppose - but without the sniffing.

There is the added bonus of finding things that have thought to have been lost, for example, an earring, a cream cracker, a teaspoon and on one occasion a rather rude Lego Minifigure.

Of course, adapt as we now are at moving around on our hands and knees, gardening knee pads are the order of the day once the sun goes down.

No I don’t. But I am convinced my house was built for the purposes of war. It pops into my head atleast 3 or 4 times a week.

Built early 1930s as a custom build bought during sales for standard semi plot. the foyer is triple brick bond - cavity - triple brick bond. Surrounded by 3 chimney stacks and double bond internal brick walls. With sniper slots situated to look up and down the street.

The price to build the house in 1930s was nearly 40k. It’s a paradox. There has to be a reason someone went to that much effort.

And it’s certainly given the internet men a laugh trying to get their drills through.

I was working at night by a window (in a lonely building) once when I saw a red laser sight flicker over my computer screen and across my body. Of course, I think SNIPER! but it most likely some creep playing with a laser pointer. 😂

I think I must too! I once slept through a chainsaw cutting the top of a tree right outside my bedroom window!!

I'd be fucked if there was a sniper! Anyway I thought snipers were associated with the likes of Lebanon and Belfast in the 60s-80s?

I've always been way more worried about the monsters under my bed! (I have a divan, but same difference!)

That's bloody daft. Of course there are no snipers - honestly.

It's the monsters waiting to eat uncovered toes you should be worrying about.

Is no-one worried about the wild boars?
A woman in northern Spain was killed in her own flat by hunters earlier this year. They kill and maim people every year, usually other hunters but there are always a couple of passers by. This past January they surpassed themselves by shooting the poor woman through her window. They then had a spokesman repeat the usual line about how they're doing a service by killing wild boars, which are a menace to society. That gave rise to a lot of jokes on Twitter noting the bitter irony of shooting people to save them from wild boars.

My bedside lightbulb has just blown tonight, and so I obviously can't get out of bed to go to the loo because there's definitely a murderer on the landing waiting for me.

Snipers willies? 🤔

Very far fetched, to be scared of snipers and murderers, you lot.

It's all the ghosts that are waiting to come out the minute I turn off the lights that are the problem.