Frostillicus
Footballguy
You should call the resort and talk to Jorge. He knows something.
El Hombre con el Sombrero AmarilloHow do you say man in the yellow hat in Spanish?
We had one of these "wife ends up in the bathroom with another guy on vacation" threads already. You should have done your homework.
Let's not jump to hasty conclusion. There has't been a good story around these parts since three racks.Lmao. So was there no trip at all?
There definitely was a trip and pretty much everything up to the last post was accurate. From all accounts and observations, it was uneventful from the standpoint of what this thread forecasted might happen.Lmao. So was there no trip at all?
Just make sure Steve is not in mexico.
Just make sure Steve is not in mexico.I missed this post first time around. Well, done.
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It's all fun and games until Karpis reverse fishes the fishermen.
Nobody said anything about depends.Depends, what color hat are you wearing?Update:
Picked Mrs. Karpis and friends up from the airport yesterday afternoon. They had a great trip, were happy to be home, but already are talking about the next trip. I dropped Mrs. Karpis off at the house to let her drop her bags, picked up our kids from the babysitter, and then later had to make a run to the grocery store. Late yesterday evening, I got a text from one of the girls that had been on the trip. She asked me how Mrs. Karpis was feeling. I told her fine and asked why? Through a series of texts and then a brief phone call, she told me the following:
Apparently, Mrs. Karpis and her friends, after returning from their fishing trip, changed clothes and headed back out on the resort grounds. When they got back out to the resort, Mrs. Karpis had her first drink. This was around 3. They ended up playing beach volleyball with a group of guys and other girls for a while, and then things apparently started getting fuzzy for her.
According to the friend, somewhere between about 9 and 1 a.m., she distinctly remembers three guys, including a guy named Esteban announcing they had to walk to the bathroom. My wife said 'me too' and walked with them toward the bathrooms. Five or so minutes later, two of the guys came back. One of them, we'll call him 'Jorge' told the friend who called me "Hey, you should go check on Mrs. Karpis, she went into the same stall as Esteban". She laughed, because they're always doing goofy things like that. Another 15 minutes or went by, and Jorge looked and her and said "Seriously. Where are those two? They went into the same stall together." She wondered about it, but again, played it off. A few minutes later, they came walking back together. Jorge asked them what was going on and Esteban just laughed.
Later that night, my wife wasn't feeling well, as she drank way too much. She went in to the bathroom, her friend woke up a few minutes later to check on her. As she walked out of the bathroom, Mrs. Karpis said "Hey, my #### are hanging out of my bra." The friend asked how that happened, and she had no idea.
Her friend laughed it off, until she started thinking about this yesterday. That's when she texted me the details of these events. Last night, I brought this series of events up to Mrs. Karpis, and she does not remember any of it. She remebers things from the night, but does not remember going into the stall with the guy, nor does she remember anything happening. She kind of freaked out about this. I certainly wish her friend would have listened to Jorge and walked to the bathroom to check on them.
Quite honestly, this all does not sit well with me today, which is why I can't sleep. So, what's my next move?
Actually, I can't recall the last instance of Homer schtick. Did the PC police finally get to him?Homer schtick isn't funny?
Prepare to welcome Esteban Jr. or little Maria into your family.Update:
Picked Mrs. Karpis and friends up from the airport yesterday afternoon. They had a great trip, were happy to be home, but already are talking about the next trip. I dropped Mrs. Karpis off at the house to let her drop her bags, picked up our kids from the babysitter, and then later had to make a run to the grocery store. Late yesterday evening, I got a text from one of the girls that had been on the trip. She asked me how Mrs. Karpis was feeling. I told her fine and asked why? Through a series of texts and then a brief phone call, she told me the following:
Apparently, Mrs. Karpis and her friends, after returning from their fishing trip, changed clothes and headed back out on the resort grounds. When they got back out to the resort, Mrs. Karpis had her first drink. This was around 3. They ended up playing beach volleyball with a group of guys and other girls for a while, and then things apparently started getting fuzzy for her.
According to the friend, somewhere between about 9 and 1 a.m., she distinctly remembers three guys, including a guy named Esteban announcing they had to walk to the bathroom. My wife said 'me too' and walked with them toward the bathrooms. Five or so minutes later, two of the guys came back. One of them, we'll call him 'Jorge' told the friend who called me "Hey, you should go check on Mrs. Karpis, she went into the same stall as Esteban". She laughed, because they're always doing goofy things like that. Another 15 minutes or went by, and Jorge looked and her and said "Seriously. Where are those two? They went into the same stall together." She wondered about it, but again, played it off. A few minutes later, they came walking back together. Jorge asked them what was going on and Esteban just laughed.
Later that night, my wife wasn't feeling well, as she drank way too much. She went in to the bathroom, her friend woke up a few minutes later to check on her. As she walked out of the bathroom, Mrs. Karpis said "Hey, my #### are hanging out of my bra." The friend asked how that happened, and she had no idea.
Her friend laughed it off, until she started thinking about this yesterday. That's when she texted me the details of these events. Last night, I brought this series of events up to Mrs. Karpis, and she does not remember any of it. She remebers things from the night, but does not remember going into the stall with the guy, nor does she remember anything happening. She kind of freaked out about this. I certainly wish her friend would have listened to Jorge and walked to the bathroom to check on them.
Quite honestly, this all does not sit well with me today, which is why I can't sleep. So, what's my next move?
Might as well ask if her lips where chapped.Were her boobs sunburned?
Well, when you've seen Juan, you've seen them all.I laughed way too hard at that update. I can't be the only one that was reading that going..... I've heard this before..... what TV show was that...... I know it was something....... wait! That was a thread here.
Solid.
How was thehomecoming/distractionreclaiming sex?
Ghost sausage.