I think I know the concept behind Hooters and other generic boobie bars (not an american) but I honestly don’t think I could go to one of those venues and, if I went, I have serious doubts I’d be able to enjoy myself or the meal.
I used to go there because they had pretty tasty and affordable shrimp, wings, and cheap beer. It was a fun place to get tipsy with friends while eating comfort food and drinking ice cold beer. I could give or take the big boobies, but I certainly didn’t complain about them. I even took my now wife there on a date before we were married, and she agreed that the shrimp, wings, and cheap beer were great deals. My men’s Bible study group was not quite as open-minded…
I’m in no fashion whatsoever a prude or a moralist - hey, I admit the concept is actually interesting! - but I’m too stern to allow myself to go to a boobies bar and enjoy it with no concern on my mind. Let’s call it a personal mental barrier.
I’ve been a couple of times. The food wasn’t particularly good, so you probably wouldn’t have enjoyed the meal. Honestly, it’s more like a generic restaurant than it is a strip club.
I went as a novelty kind of thing when I was a kid visiting Disney, but it was just sort of amusing back then. Grown ass men should just step up and go to a titty bar.
I think I know the concept behind Hooters and other generic boobie bars (not an american) but I honestly don’t think I could go to one of those venues and, if I went, I have serious doubts I’d be able to enjoy myself or the meal.
I used to go there because they had pretty tasty and affordable shrimp, wings, and cheap beer. It was a fun place to get tipsy with friends while eating comfort food and drinking ice cold beer. I could give or take the big boobies, but I certainly didn’t complain about them. I even took my now wife there on a date before we were married, and she agreed that the shrimp, wings, and cheap beer were great deals. My men’s Bible study group was not quite as open-minded…
I respect that.
I’m in no fashion whatsoever a prude or a moralist - hey, I admit the concept is actually interesting! - but I’m too stern to allow myself to go to a boobies bar and enjoy it with no concern on my mind. Let’s call it a personal mental barrier.
I’ve been a couple of times. The food wasn’t particularly good, so you probably wouldn’t have enjoyed the meal. Honestly, it’s more like a generic restaurant than it is a strip club.
I went as a novelty kind of thing when I was a kid visiting Disney, but it was just sort of amusing back then. Grown ass men should just step up and go to a titty bar.
Not if the eating and drinking at a reasonable price was part of the appeal.
Titty bar = topless bar?
Yeah haha.
Don’t think I be able to motivate myself to go to one.
It’s one of those things that sounds nice in theory but would have disastrous outcomes if ever attempted.