Yes, I Went To Hooters For Wings

February 16th, 2008 Posted in life

After two plates of hot wings, two cold pitchers of beer, surrounded by big screen televisions playing the local sport action and more cleavage than really necessary at any meal, my first experience at Hooters was complete. I felt like I shaved years off my life and a few points off my I.Q. I never felt more American.

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