well said Ang--- it's just a comfort food joint with young female servers-- get over it !!
I did a lot of bartending in my moonlighting days feeding a family of six on a school teacher's pay. Once I was working Saturday nights in the college bar where I worked with a very fine looking and well "endowed" young co-ed. At the end of the night the tip jar would be packed. I told her that all she had to do was give me breakfast money, the rest really was for her !
Hope all is well in the Moat !
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The Whistle Is Screaming wrote:Terry, the Hooters here closed as did one in Buffalo and word is the one in 'cuse is about to follow. Just goes to show how a very bad ownership group, can fuck up a neer perfect thing.
There are two of them in the 'Cuse (at least there were the last time I was home to see my family last year). One at Carousel Mall, the other on Rt. 31 near Great Northern Mall.
Fu,
I only knew about the one in the Carousel Mall, been there a few times so I couldn't believe that that it would be in trouble of closing, that location has to be a fucking goldmine. So maybe they were talking about the one by Great Northern, something about a dispute over the rent was going to do them in. This group is going (or went) bankrupt and even Hooters Corporate is (or was) going to sue them.
Ingse Bodil wrote:rich jews aren't the same as real jews, though, right?
Hooters/Titty Bars are a once a year type thing (if that). How anyone could become a "regular" at either place confuses me.
Agreed. We used to hit a strip club in conjunction with an annual fishing trip.
I've been to the Hooters in this city once, right after it opened.
That Hooters was/is pretty skanky. I used to go in there every now and then to watch football games if Coach's or Babe's was full and I was always amazed at the lack of real talent in that place. There was always some mulatto wench whose attention I would get and ask her probing questions about life while I drank beer.
The best time I ever had in that Hooters was watching Brett Favre meltdown against the Rams a few years ago in the playoffs. I cheered each time he threw a pick and I got yelled at each time by the Packer faithful. It was great.
Speaking of Rhinelander skanks, one night I was in Visions for their amateur night and some young sow came in and danced in combat boots. She got off the stage after and I asked her where she was from and she said Rhinelander. I laugh about that one still.
I'll second the notion about strip clubs outside the US. I went to one last spring in Rosarita, Mexico, 35 minutes south of Tijuana. It was called Virgins and it was outstanding. Saw a broad do an interesting trick with a lollipop. I also a broad do an interesting trick with a beer bottle as well and then she drank the beer inside the bottle.
by ucantdoitdoggieSTyle2 on Fri Jul 20, 2007 10:30 am
ucantdoitdoggieSTyle2 wrote:
Right. Because unlike you, I actually respond to Vic. He's a funny poster
LK is going to be head waitress, facial roadburn and all.
JHawk is going to bus tables and slam dishcarts into the outstretched toes of customers that react in dismay when they realize LK is the extent of the "talent".
Paul has been harpooned, cleaned, and frozen...his meat will seve as "chicken" for the wings.
Kaley's status as IKYABWAI Supernaut won't go to waste. His flapping gums have been fitted for a stamp, so KC Scott can validate his parking.
King Crimson wrote:anytime you have a smoke tunnel and it's not Judas Priest in the mid 80's....watch out.
We went to the Hooters in St. Louis recently when we went down for a Stros game. We had the kid with us so we were waiting on a table in the non smoking area. All of a sudden, one of the waitresses shrieks. I look over and there was a table where the people there had left. They left something under the table though. About 30 thrown up chicken wings and beer.
We fucking left. I can never eat there again. I usually get their 3 Mile wings naked. Not bad. But not again. Blah.
The Whistle Is Screaming wrote:Terry, the Hooters here closed as did one in Buffalo and word is the one in 'cuse is about to follow. Just goes to show how a very bad ownership group, can fuck up a neer perfect thing.
There are two of them in the 'Cuse (at least there were the last time I was home to see my family last year). One at Carousel Mall, the other on Rt. 31 near Great Northern Mall.
Fu,
I only knew about the one in the Carousel Mall, been there a few times so I couldn't believe that that it would be in trouble of closing, that location has to be a fucking goldmine. So maybe they were talking about the one by Great Northern, something about a dispute over the rent was going to do them in. This group is going (or went) bankrupt and even Hooters Corporate is (or was) going to sue them.
I'll check with my brother. He frequents both of them.
Wasn't to impressive but when you're at a drunken Bachelor Party nobody gives a fuck.
Had more fun that evening at the bars in Minocqua and gambling at the Lake Fon du Lac (sp?) Indian Casino.
Good ole Badger State Drunkfest.
Lake of the Torches Casino in Lac du Flambeau. You certainly got around a bit for one evening. You should have gone to Three Lakes (south of Eagle River) for a visit to Weasel’s, one of the very finest strip clubs in the Midwest. They bring in dancers from all over the cuntry. Have never anything but absolute hotties dancing there.
Yep that was it .....
It was more than an evening we started pretty early. The groom's family pretty much ownes Lac du Flambeau and the wedding was at a little catholic Church about a 1/4 mile West of the casino. The road around the High School is named after his Dad. It was hella fun, the wife and I stayed at a place called The Waters in Minocqua where the reception was held. Good Times.
Terry in Crapchester wrote:In fact, one of my wife's favorite pasttimes is to park in the parking lot of a titty bar that's on her way home from work, and yell at all the men as they go in, telling them she'll tell their wives, etc.
Jesus Christ.
Lemmee guess, when she submits to you, that once/year occurence that it is, she lays on her back, closes her eyes real hard, repeatedly chants The Hail Mary, asks God for forgiveness, and every once in a while cries out, "Is it over yet?"