I live in a mid-sized Florida town with the usual array of stuff,
things and locales. On the main drag is a Hooters, which is a good
enough place as an eatery goes. The waitress gimmick is laughable, at
best…tolerable, when in pursuit of wings, boiled shrimp and beer.
The
sign on the verge advertising the Little Miss Hooters contest is,
however, beyond the pale. We called this evening, asked for details.
The contest is for girls 5 and under, and will require they be dressed
in little orange spandex shorts, and a tied up Hooters t-shirt.
Alrighty – don’t know about you folk, but I’m pretty damned disturbed.
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