Titty Titty, Bang Bang
Leeane’s parents will be very happy to know that I took their daughter to somewhere romantic yesterday afternoon, a fine little establishment called ‘Hooters’. They should also be happy to know that even after the experience we are still together, in fact Cindy, Amber, Leeane and myself have never been happier. Not sure who that third girl is on the right of the picture but unfortunately I have to draw the line at three girlfriends….sorry honey.
From Left: Cindy, Stud, Amber & Soh-Lonely
In all seriousness the place is actually pretty wildly overpriced. They sell Fosters there but I think they had to dust off the taps when I ordered a pint. The kitchen is probably the most hilarious, it consists of half a dozen deep fryers and a table. Everything is super-fried by the looks of it, even the four cheeseburger ‘starter’ plate has some friend onion rings dumped on it. Mmmmm
A nice, local we propped up the bar next to, who assurred us that he only comes into this place once a year, advised us that the San Fran zoo is worth a visit if we have time. Unfortunately I don’t think we will have time, perhaps on the way back. He also put me onto this little number, a aluminium bottle of super-cold bud.
crazy, super cold aluminium bottle.
Lazed around a bit today, an injury I got to my foot just before we left Perth flared up again last night so we just took it easy so it wouldn’t be too painful for the big day we have planned tomorrow… the Rock!
