This post only exists to annoy my sis, Joni.
I went to Hooters and had fried pickles. So there. (She loves fried pickles from Hooters....but she is approximately 2 1/2 hours from the nearest one....so I love to rub it in when I get to go there.) Dan and I sat there and watched football and unwound from the daily grind of TPS reports.
And, there was the cutest kid there, celebrating his 5th birthday. Absolutely adorable...and that boy was in heaven, because those waitresses were making the biggest fuss over him.
Where else can you expose your kid to booze and boobs at such a young age?
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