Tonight was valentines day(VD). The day of love. The day that is great for anybody in some kind of relationship but one of the worst days for some poor lonely bastards. Since the way to a woman's heart is through her stomach, VD is a vary busy day for the restaurant industries(even in this economy). Really nice places could be booked for weeks in advance for VD. You are guaranteed some sexy time by the end of the night if you take someone out to a melting pot, a grill smith, a Ruth's crisp.....you get the point. Seems pretty obvious to have a romantic dinner at a really nice place, but how do people think that hooters is romantic.
Maybe the hoot was busy because it was a Saturday and all the poor lonely bastards had to go somewhere? Sounds reasonable, until I noticed something odd. Hooters sold a shit load of oysters on VD. I haven't seen that many oysters go out in relation to how busy the restaurant was in a long time, and Ive done this for 5 years. It is well know that oysters are an aphrodisiac, which clearly means couples were there. If your a poor lonely bastard, you don't need to be sucking down "ancient Viagra", do you? These people didn't see anything wrong with it but in my opinion you might as well start wondering who will get custody of Lil Timmy. The effect caused by eating oysters will be canceled out by the fact that they came from hooters.
Nothing says i love you like eating overpriced seafood served to you buy scantly clad waitresses. By the end of the date you wreak of fish and beer and got caught looking at the servers ass 5 time. The act of consuming potentially deadly seafood at a mid level establishment isn't really the sexiest thing. Stick to Booze and Chocolate. Cook if you can, if not, then spend that little extra for a fancy dinner. All I'm saying is that VD at hooters should not be on top of anybody to do list.
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