Powerful stuff. “But Gabe, the anniversary was two days ago.” WHAT PART OF NEVER FORGET DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?! Today we are all a Bloomin’ Onion. (Via @annaholmes.)
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Delightfully awful, yet still unrefined
Oops. They only forgot one group of people: all of the businessmen and businesswomen struck first by the attack.
I’d like to never forget her 9/11s, if you know what I mean.
Note: this is a boobs reference, not a mass-murder reference. Carry on.
I got a Freedom Tower right now, IN MY PANTS.
something something Boeing jet something something hot explosion something something burns when I pee.
“We would like to thank 911 for responding quickly to emergencies all over the country each and ev– What? Wait, what’s the difference?”
I went to hooters once when me and my 12 year old friends were hungry at the local shopping mall and it was the most convenient eating hole. The only thing I remember was that I mistakenly, but genuinely, asked the waitress, “How do you jerk a chicken?” She kept LAUGHING AND LAUGHING. I had no idea, at the time. no idea. Needless to say I’ve never been back.
I was also 12 at the time!
Haha, talk about never forget. That’s traumatic. #nevergoback
we went for work and the food gave me the runs. it’s awful.
Hooters: Most Convenient Eating Hole.
The most smiley 9/11 tribute ever.
Sorry about all that cancer 1st responders, would y’all like to order another pitcher of budlight? (“accidently” brushes boob against shoulder)
WHITE AND ORANGE: these colors don’t run….i’d love to see them jog, though. amiright?
There should be a Chippendale’s version. Not fair.
If I learned anything this 9/11 it’s that Budwiser and Ford care alot.
N(_)(_)(_)(_)(_)(_)!!!!!!!!!!!
boobs.
I suppose it’s appropriate since I’m sure many of their twins have awful things in them.
shhh. theyre so brave.
aw mannn. i thought this was going to be hooters waitresses talking about what it was like to be in 3rd grade 10 years ago. that would have been awesome. “i am a patriot, and i love to served apps and drinks by painted children in short shorts”- imaginary hooters customer.
Oh man, mind-blowing special effect at the end when the second-to-last group of Hooters girls shrinks down into a framed picture held by the very last group of Hooters girls. Wonderful!
That’s not an effect, it’s part of the training program. New girls’ souls are stolen with sorcery and hung in frames as cheap decoration. The dark arts are alive and well here, and the wings are good, too.
My dad once took me and my sister to Hooter’s for lunch and I started sobbing uncontrollably the whole way there. I was convinced my mother would be SO MAD at us for going there.
In hindsight, I think I just subconsciously knew that a life having never gone to Hooter’s would be a much better life.
I remember that day, sure. It was my first lunch shift and it was crazy, all sorts of big, big groups just coming through the door, it was really a rush. And I was freaking out because I thought I had bed bugs, I kept feeling all these little bites and it turns out I hadn’t removed that little plastic tag thingy from my bra, the bra I’d just bought the day before. I was so embarrassed! And then Katie was all ‘Did you hear what happened?’ and I was all ‘I know, I’m taking the buffalo wings out now Katie, geez!’ Little did I know. Little did I know. USA! – Hooters Monologue (Great for auditions)
DAAAYYUUMMMM SON! Shiieet.