I think I told you guys that mockable pickin’s were pretty slim on Isla Mujeres. There just weren’t a lot of mockable people there. But when there were, I was ON IT.
Case in point. LOOK at the belly on this dude. That’s not just a beer belly. That’s like a beer belly on fertility drugs. Mr. Mock and I were kind of horrified at first that this man’s companion was topless, but were relieved to discover that it’s not a FEMALE companion.
Actually, perhaps “relieved” isn’t the right word. But you know what I mean.
We also came upon a dude who really really really thought a lot of himself:
You should have seen the strut on this fellow. I wouldn’t have been the least bit surprised if he’d been carrying a full length mirror with him at all times.
And then there was this guy:
I don’t even know. If it’d have been Vince Vaughn, I would have let it slide. But this was just a regular dude carrying around a pink bag and wearing a mad hatter hat.
I know those are relatively tame, at least by mockdock standards, but this is why I’m telling you that pickin’s were slim.
I’m going to do one final post with trip photos and then I PROMISE I am done. 
Guy number 1 looks relatively normal sized except for that giant, protuberous belly. What a strange place to gain ALL your weight.
The second guy looks like he’s roaming around in tighty whities. And his mirror is probably tucked away in his towels. He looks like he walks around with his own theme music in his head.
These guys probably went down there thinking “Isle of Women” How can we miss? I’m sure they held their own though.
Oh my God. His belly and my belly are like the exact same belly. Only I bet he’s not 8 months pregnant.
Beer pregnancy in his case i’m sure, Daisy!