So, I haven't read any of the thread yet, but I need to share a vacation confession.
We just got back to the states from a stay at an all inclusive resort in Punta Cana. This resort had a ton of pools, and we routinely would pool hop. One day we ended up at a pool with jets in seating areas. We then got a few too many drinks in us and had sex surrounded by the jets. Oh, and there was a couple in the next jet area roughly 5 feet away. Whoopsies.
But did you poop in the pool?
Bonus question: Did you poop in the pool during sex?
Post by housecarder on Oct 30, 2015 21:57:46 GMT -5
So husbandcarder gave me permission to share his story. He has celiac's and for our honeymoon my MIL got us meal passes at Universal as a gift. With limited choices H decided to go non gluten free and just deal with the upset stomach. Half way through our week we are waiting for the bus back to the hotel and he say he has to go right now and go find a bathroom and tells me to just wait in line and he'll be back. So he hurries off and asks a staff where the closest bathroom is, and the guy waves him in the general direction of this bridge area. Well there are no bathrooms in sight and it's go time. So H ducks into the bushes and hopes the darkness will hide him enough. So he does his thing and because the grass is damp from the rain the day before he slips as he's pulling up his pants and falls backwards, landing directly in it. He heads out of the bushes and finally finds the bathroom where he throws away his sweater jacket and attempts to clean up, and then heads back to me, who is concerned because he isn't answering his texts. Apparently he lost his phone in all this. When he gets back to me he is almost in tears. I give him my sweater to tie around his waist and hide the marks on his shorts and I pick a seat on the bus behind a toddler so the whole ride home the people around us thought the smell was the diaper. The parents checked like 5 times and seemed very confused. H still says that he knew he made the right choice to marry me when I pinned his shit on a toddler. He was so traumatized that we skipped the park the next day and just hung out at the hotel and then stocked up on Imodium for the rest of the trip and flight home.
So husbandcarder gave me permission to share his story. He has celiac's and for our honeymoon my MIL got us meal passes at Universal as a gift. With limited choices H decided to go non gluten free and just deal with the upset stomach. Half way through our week we are waiting for the bus back to the hotel and he say he has to go right now and go find a bathroom and tells me to just wait in line and he'll be back. So he hurries off and asks a staff where the closest bathroom is, and the guy waves him in the general direction of this bridge area. Well there are no bathrooms in sight and it's go time. So H ducks into the bushes and hopes the darkness will hide him enough. So he does his thing and because the grass is damp from the rain the day before he slips as he's pulling up his pants and falls backwards, landing directly in it. He heads out of the bushes and finally finds the bathroom where he throws away his sweater jacket and attempts to clean up, and then heads back to me, who is concerned because he isn't answering his texts. Apparently he lost his phone in all this. When he gets back to me he is almost in tears. I give him my sweater to tie around his waist and hide the marks on his shorts and I pick a seat on the bus behind a toddler so the whole ride home the people around us thought the smell was the diaper. The parents checked like 5 times and seemed very confused. H still says that he knew he made the right choice to marry me when I pinned his shit on a toddler. He was so traumatized that we skipped the park the next day and just hung out at the hotel and then stocked up on Imodium for the rest of the trip and flight home.
Our dog got groomed last week and he must have had a matt in the hair on his face that I missed. Well, the groomer just went ahead and shaved his face instead of calling and asking what we wanted to do. He's still adorable but I'm used to a big poofy face so it's still kind of shocking to me. We have family pictures next weekend and I'm irrationally upset that he looks like a poodle instead of a doodle.
The first time we had our goldendoodle shaved I didn't recognize her - at all. They brought her out and and I thought they were taking another dog to another customer. Fluffy Doodle looks so much better than shaved poodle. Soooo hard to maintain though.
So husbandcarder gave me permission to share his story. He has celiac's and for our honeymoon my MIL got us meal passes at Universal as a gift. With limited choices H decided to go non gluten free and just deal with the upset stomach. Half way through our week we are waiting for the bus back to the hotel and he say he has to go right now and go find a bathroom and tells me to just wait in line and he'll be back. So he hurries off and asks a staff where the closest bathroom is, and the guy waves him in the general direction of this bridge area. Well there are no bathrooms in sight and it's go time. So H ducks into the bushes and hopes the darkness will hide him enough. So he does his thing and because the grass is damp from the rain the day before he slips as he's pulling up his pants and falls backwards, landing directly in it. He heads out of the bushes and finally finds the bathroom where he throws away his sweater jacket and attempts to clean up, and then heads back to me, who is concerned because he isn't answering his texts. Apparently he lost his phone in all this. When he gets back to me he is almost in tears. I give him my sweater to tie around his waist and hide the marks on his shorts and I pick a seat on the bus behind a toddler so the whole ride home the people around us thought the smell was the diaper. The parents checked like 5 times and seemed very confused. H still says that he knew he made the right choice to marry me when I pinned his shit on a toddler. He was so traumatized that we skipped the park the next day and just hung out at the hotel and then stocked up on Imodium for the rest of the trip and flight home.
So husbandcarder gave me permission to share his story. He has celiac's and for our honeymoon my MIL got us meal passes at Universal as a gift. With limited choices H decided to go non gluten free and just deal with the upset stomach. Half way through our week we are waiting for the bus back to the hotel and he say he has to go right now and go find a bathroom and tells me to just wait in line and he'll be back. So he hurries off and asks a staff where the closest bathroom is, and the guy waves him in the general direction of this bridge area. Well there are no bathrooms in sight and it's go time. So H ducks into the bushes and hopes the darkness will hide him enough. So he does his thing and because the grass is damp from the rain the day before he slips as he's pulling up his pants and falls backwards, landing directly in it. He heads out of the bushes and finally finds the bathroom where he throws away his sweater jacket and attempts to clean up, and then heads back to me, who is concerned because he isn't answering his texts. Apparently he lost his phone in all this. When he gets back to me he is almost in tears. I give him my sweater to tie around his waist and hide the marks on his shorts and I pick a seat on the bus behind a toddler so the whole ride home the people around us thought the smell was the diaper. The parents checked like 5 times and seemed very confused. H still says that he knew he made the right choice to marry me when I pinned his shit on a toddler. He was so traumatized that we skipped the park the next day and just hung out at the hotel and then stocked up on Imodium for the rest of the trip and flight home.
I wanna give a special shout out to @bruxannie and McBenny for joining us yesterday. You guys are a hoot and you're welcome 'round these parts any time. With or without horrifying confessions. <3
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I finally read this thread, since I knew it would be a doozy. I'd offer my pants-pooping story, but I feel that's been sufficiently covered. Good work.
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