![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:08 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
It was 2:25 AM, the Cattle Baron’s Ball after party just finished up. The “drunk girls in the hallway” noise had died down. The final noise of the evening was a rhythmic banging of a headboard on the other side of the wall, 6 inches from my head.
I’ll bet the screamer didn’t realize she was lying less that 2 feet away (through across a wall) from 2 OTHER human beings who could hear everything.
Luckily, her man finished up fairly quickly and then shit, showered, and went to sleep. I’ve been in hotels in the past and been subjected to much longer sessions, or multiple sessions all night.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:12 |
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You should have just started kicking the shit out of the wall.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:18 |
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I believe that is the point where you moan as loud as humanly possible and wait for the stunned silence.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:18 |
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I was in a hotel in FL a number of years ago and it sounded like they were filming a porno next door. Actually, they may have been. Y’all should have applauded loudly when they finished.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:18 |
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I’m going to leave a note under the door this morning on our way out. “You plowed her good, chief!”
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:23 |
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This is what you should have done:
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:24 |
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DO IT!
SR20 SR20 SR20
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:28 |
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I’m not sure youre going to stop people from having sex in hotel rooms. just be glad they left the goat at home.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:34 |
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I don’t want to cockblock anyone from having some of that sweet, sweet hotel sex. I’ve done a lot of fucking in hotels, and I plan to continue to do so.
I just want them to be a little more aware of the headboard banging on the wall. If not for the headboard noise, I may never have awakened enough to correctly interpret the entire sound picture.
A discussion w/ Mrs. Shoe Pilot reveals that she heard noises last night but wasn’t sufficiently awake, so in her sleep haze she thought it was a fireworks show.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:41 |
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Maybe she did realize and was expecting return fire from you and your lady?
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:42 |
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![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:47 |
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Nothing wrong with that. If you are not leaving a hotel room in a state of disarray you are doing it wrong.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:51 |
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Dueling...
you know what, nevermind.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:52 |
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Ha, fireworks
![]() 10/04/2015 at 09:54 |
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![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:00 |
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No attempting to show them how it’s done? I am dissapoint.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:00 |
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Just be glad I wasn’t there, because it would have been louder, longer, and probably slightly disturbing.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:03 |
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I would have started kicking the wall and running the shower.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:05 |
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I read that in Donald Trumps voice.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:06 |
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...and I would have bought the hotel by the end and thrown everyone out.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:07 |
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You’d be surprised at how common it is.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:52 |
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Return fire, establish dominance.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 10:59 |
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You have the ring, and I see your Schwartz is as big as mine. Now let’s see how well you handle it.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 11:38 |
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Scorecards:
‘6.7... Technique good, dismount a bit weak.’
![]() 10/04/2015 at 12:18 |
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The last roommate I had was a young straight guy (a personal trainer) that would bring women home constantly and they were all screamers. More than once I considered bringing a loud dude home with me, preferably with a deep booming voice, but I never did.
![]() 10/04/2015 at 12:37 |
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My father, my best friend, his father, and I were all in a motel room on our way to Indy pole-day qualifications back when it was better than F-1. Back before tony-george slathered his tentacle-porn hands all over indy and it’s cars. We stayed that night at the Greencastle motel in . . . Greencastle. Trying to sleep, we heard the beginnings next door. Muffled talking through the wall, the sex, five whole minutes! The end. More muffled talking and some light crying. An argument. Not horrible but a disagreement. The man walked out, started his truck and drove away.
She cried for another five minutes and then all was silent. We all fell asleep for probably thirty minutes until his truck returned. They began to talk some more. They had five more minutes of sex. Five MORE minutes! This guy was superman by country motel standards. They talked, well, she talked more than he did. Near as we could ttell he just said, “uh huh. yeah. ok. uh huh.” Then, finally, everyone was asleep
![]() 10/04/2015 at 13:53 |
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Personally I might have gone into “baseball/hockey sports commentator” mode and give commentary based on what I was hearing... “They’re winding up... winding up... Will he deliver the load before she hits the home run? It’s close... sounds like she’s threading the needle... uh oh... sound like he’s having a breakaway... HE SCORES!!!”
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![]() 10/04/2015 at 15:55 |
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Bwahahahahahaha, good job.