So the wife & I went on our anniversary...booked a room at the Bellagio.
Won at the tables. Almost made enough to pay for the entire trip ($100 off).
And here's what else happens.
I'm flipping thru the channels to watch Sportscenter.
The wife rolls over - "what the hell are you watching?"
"Sportscenter"
"No - that..."
Right next to the big flat screen across from the bed. Is the doorway to the bathroom. In between the bathroom mirrors is a small flat screen which is making some noises...
Yep, some people fucking on the small flat screen in the bathroom.
"Wow...it looks like people fucking"
"Oh come on...."
"I dunno what's going on...I'm watching Sportscenter."
So then I figure out you can control both tv's from the bed...if you are at the right angle. Apparently, I managed to order porn somehow.
"I can't believe you ordered porn. (pause) Oh fucking gross. (the dude is unloading...) What are they birds? Turn it fucking off...call the front desk."
So I call "Ummm...the TV in the bathroom only shows people screwing. I don't want to see a $75 porn bill on my tab".
Time passes...naps before going out.
I sneak out to buy a bottle of wine. When I come back...guess what the wife is watching while getting ready to go out.
It wasn't Sportscenter.
Won at the tables. Almost made enough to pay for the entire trip ($100 off).
And here's what else happens.
I'm flipping thru the channels to watch Sportscenter.
The wife rolls over - "what the hell are you watching?"
"Sportscenter"
"No - that..."
Right next to the big flat screen across from the bed. Is the doorway to the bathroom. In between the bathroom mirrors is a small flat screen which is making some noises...
Yep, some people fucking on the small flat screen in the bathroom.
"Wow...it looks like people fucking"
"Oh come on...."
"I dunno what's going on...I'm watching Sportscenter."
So then I figure out you can control both tv's from the bed...if you are at the right angle. Apparently, I managed to order porn somehow.
"I can't believe you ordered porn. (pause) Oh fucking gross. (the dude is unloading...) What are they birds? Turn it fucking off...call the front desk."
So I call "Ummm...the TV in the bathroom only shows people screwing. I don't want to see a $75 porn bill on my tab".
Time passes...naps before going out.
I sneak out to buy a bottle of wine. When I come back...guess what the wife is watching while getting ready to go out.
It wasn't Sportscenter.
