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"Hooters!" Daniel yelled. "It's only fifteen miles away! Dad, can we go to Hooters? Can we? Can we?"
I've always admired Hooters. Some backwoods mountain kid probably started it on a bet, and it's become a multimillion-dollar franchise, with restaurants in New York, L.A., Fargo, Alburquerque. Plus, it advertises young, buxom, pretty waitresses in short shorts and tight shirts.
— Sep 11, 2014 09:26AM
I've always admired Hooters. Some backwoods mountain kid probably started it on a bet, and it's become a multimillion-dollar franchise, with restaurants in New York, L.A., Fargo, Alburquerque. Plus, it advertises young, buxom, pretty waitresses in short shorts and tight shirts.
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"Are you a virgin?" she asked.
"Of course," I said.
"Well, I lost my virginity the summer between ninth and tenth grades. Don't lose it too soon."
"How about getting to third base?"
"Uh, no," I gulped.
There was silence. I saw what was coming: more questions.
"So you never got laid? Have you ever felt a girl's breasts?"
After each of these, I shook my head, and she looked even more stunned.
— Sep 10, 2014 08:08AM
"Of course," I said.
"Well, I lost my virginity the summer between ninth and tenth grades. Don't lose it too soon."
"How about getting to third base?"
"Uh, no," I gulped.
There was silence. I saw what was coming: more questions.
"So you never got laid? Have you ever felt a girl's breasts?"
After each of these, I shook my head, and she looked even more stunned.
