At age 30, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“Well, you know, they got the broads with the big racks and the tight shorts and the legs!”
“OK.”
Ten years later at age 40 they play.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?
“Well, you know, they got cold beer and the big screen TVs and everybody has a little action on the games.”
“OK"
Ten years later at age 50 they play a round of golf.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters."
“Why?"
“The food is pretty good and there is plenty of parking!”
”OK.”
At age 60 they play a round of golf.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters."
“Why?"
“Wings are half price!”
“OK"
At age 70 they play a round of golf.
“Where you wanna go?
“Hooters.”“Why?
“They have 6 handicapped parking spaces right by the door.
“OK.”
At age 80 they play a round of golf.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“We’ve never been there before.”
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