Gledelig Jul (Merry Xmas)
Please Can I Have a Real Bone For This Christmas :) ...And just for your attention, we went to Hooters (probably for the last time in our life time). We step in, fortunately they don't plant us to those lower-level tables which they have in the center of the diner, but they let us choose the spot we would want to like to eat, surprise surprise. From last time's experience which I had forgotten none of the girls actually looked good without the extra layers on (u-know-wut-I-mean). Well by all means, this time was not a better one. First of all the service was poor. The lady who chose to favor us, did the worst "hooter-jobs" I've ever witnessed. And to top it all off, she almost had a cap tooth, disgusting. Second of all, she didn't even bother to communicate with us, actually none of them did. Now here's the hook. As we just kinda hazed out, we see like 8 to 9 "hooter-girl" clinging to this fat dude, probably like his 60s or something. Reg