From what I can gather, Hooters has everything a man could possibly want on a night out. Food, beer, and breasts.
That's all fine and good. Ladies have to pay for their college tuition/breast implants somehow. I'm not going to be an obnoxious feminist and demand that they burn their bras and go on strike.
Because that will just leave them with no severance pay and saggy boobs. Out of those two consequences, I'm not sure which one is worse.
But I digress! Why is it that dudes can have a restaurant like Hooters, and ladies can't have a little bit of that action? If the whole animation degree doesn't pan out, I'm going to open a restaurant that is dickey themed that caters toward ladies. For those of you who do not know, this is a dickey. I can only assume they are for when you want to look warmer than you actually are.
And the uniform will be as follows:
I'm pretty sure it will take off IMMEDIATELY. We're talking chain restaurant, here. Why can't a lady enjoy the finer things in life while observing some fine men, after all? I've never had the pleasure of being at Hooters for my birthday, however, I'm sure the waitresses bring out cake and maybe lick some of the icing off their fingers seductively in front of you. Dickey's will go above and beyond that for the birthday girl. But, you should probably ask in advance what they'll do if it's your first time there. Just in case you're not a lady.
Bon appétit.
