Did you ever walk in on your parents delivering "pizza"?

The night before I started fourth grade.... I woke up and walked out to get a drink.  There they were on the couch... I have never seen them move so fast.  One ushered me back to bed, the other got me a glass of water. 

Yep, one time I walked in on them.  OMG.  On the other had then walked in on me several times as well. Does that make up even? 

I woke up one night to hear my parents going at it. Their bedroom was right across the hall from mine.

In high school, my gf's dad went out of town every Monday morning really early.  So Sunday night at 9 pm pizza was delivered.  It was like clock work.  She was always mortified. 

Fortunately, I never saw/heard anything from my parents.  As far as I am concerned, they have only had pizza 3 times.  And all three times they produced offspring.  That's my story and I am sticking to it.  

Yes, they were in the shower. I was in elementary school.

They made sure beforehand that my brother and I had anything we needed, told us if anyone called to take a message, no big deal, mom was taking a shower....

Well, I go into the bedroom (door had been closed), busted in the bathroom and pulled open the curtain to talk to Mom.

Uh, yea.

I was in HS. When I'd get home late at night I'd have to go into my parents room and let them know I was home. If I didn't talk to them for at least few seconds they wouldn't remember I'd checked in and I'd get a lecture the next day.

So one night I go in their room and do my thing. My dad, in his stearnest voice says "GOODNIGHT DAVID." I got the picture and scooted out of there.

Mine never did...

Same here. My 4 siblings and I all agree on that.

Same here.  My parents are both virgins.

I don't think I ever walked in, but I have a very fuzzy memory of walking into my parents room when I was really young and something not being 'right'.  The more I think about it, the more I think that's what happened, but I'm content leaving that potential memory locked away.

I seem to remember a thread with this theme about a year ago where someone had a classic story about walking in.  Something about getting up early to run, walking through his parent's bedroom and witnessing reverse cow-girl.  Wish I could find it.

Thankfully, never, not that I can remember, anyway. And I don't ever recall hearing them either, and my bedroom shared a wall with part of theirs. But the walls were not ones that either my bed or my parents' bed was against.

found it:

http://beginnertriathlete.com/discussion/forums/thread-view.asp?tid=90135&start=1

^^^^^ OH. MY. That is too much. WOW.