An amazing Hooters-linked true story:
A cute petite young lady on my co-ed volleyball team always hurt my hand when we high-fived. It got worse and worse.
Then one day, I was told she was in training because she was a cage fighter, which explained why my hand hurt.
The same day, she showed up in Hooters shorts, so perhaps she works there.
Later the same day, we were short on players for the team, and I saw two rather butch looking motorcycle riding women at the door. Thinking they might like to fill out our team, I pointed them out to our young lady, asking whether we should ask them to play.
She said, “No, that’s my mom and her girlfriend.”
So, all in one day, I learn our nice young teammate is a cage-fighting, Hooters girl with lesbian mothers.
Jeepers!
Some guys have all the luck.
Some guys have all the luck.
Some guys have all the luck.