Ghetto Casinos and Celebration of the Female Form

We just went to Hooters off college last night and I was reminded of our visit to the ghetto, trashy casino in Las Vegas run by Hooters. I guess I need to post our travel before it becomes fuzzy in my mind.

Evaluation of Hooters Casino and Resort:

1. The decor reminded me of the inside side of a mobile home.
2. The ceilings were too low.

The Hooters inside Hooters was staffed by short anorexic girls that should have been working the counter at Merle Normans and not the institution dedicated to the big tits and orange shortie shorts.

My frustration may or may not have been fueled by the fact LSU had just lost to Kentucky.

The evening was not all lost on trailer park gambling halls as we strolled across to the Crazy Horse Cabaret at the MGM.

It was a cute show with skinny chicks but the atmosphere was fitting. I just wish they had taken into consideration my thirty foot long legs. I had a gentlemen between my legs for basically the whole show which is not as kinky as you would think. My Belle thought the comedy routines intermixed were just out of place.

The night was saved by the stage show. The world needs more synchronized nudity.

Have a wicked weekend,
BD