What A Hoot!

My name is 'Hoot'. As you might have guessed by my name, I'm a frequent customer at Hooters, and a fan of Hooter girls. I'll be introducing you to a few. For some strange reason, they tell me their stories. I'll share them with you. Come visit often.

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You'll find me at the local Hooters, listening to stories, giving some counsel, and snapping some photos. What a hoot!

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Mischief & Mayhem

Remember Melissa? She's wonderful to look at and even more fun to talk to.

"So how are you coming on getting me a copy of the Hooters Handbook?"

Melissa replied, "I’ve kept my eyes open. I’ll get one but you’ll have to keep it quiet. Give me a few days."

To be funny I added, "And don’t forget about your used nylons you promised me."

Turning to my wife, Melissa laughed, "You’re married to a panty-sniffing pervert! What, do you think he’ll be selling them on eBay for $10?"

"$10? Hell, I’ll get $50 for them!" I declared.

"Yea, and if you can get $50 for them I’ll go into business with you!" Melissa joked.

"Seriously, there’s been so much drama here lately," she added. "They fired the new girl, Megan, the other day. She had a bunch of voids that were questioned and a couple of customers that supposedly didn’t pay their bills. They think she stole the money. They’re trying to decide whether to file a police report. Then there’s the whole thing with Liz. You heard about that, right?"

We hadn’t heard a thing, but come to think of it, we hadn’t seen her in a few weeks.

"This was just last week. She went to a party after work and got drunk. Her friends talked her into letting them take pictures of her in her Hooters uniform, some of them with her coming out of her uniform and stuff. Well, the pictures showed up here and the store manager got a hold of them. I don’t know if he fired her yet, but it’s a big part of that Handbook that you never wear your uniform outside of work and work related functions let alone pose for a bunch of porn pictures in it. I hear they made a video too. She was wasted."

"Bet that would sell on eBay!" I remarked. "Maybe we could do videos with our nylons?"

Melissa rolled her eyes and headed back to work.

My wife was busy fumbling with her cell phone. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Looking to see if I’ve still got Liz’s number in here. I want to hear more about this!"

That’s my girl!

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