Four Religious Truths to remember in serious times....
 

In these serious times it is important for all of us, of all faiths or no faith, to recognize these four Religious Truths:

1. Muslims do not recognize Jews as God's chosen people.
2. Jews do not recognize Jesus as the Messiah.
3. Protestants do not recognize the Pope as the leader of the Christian world.
4. Baptists do not recognize each other at Hooters


ROFL

What? Hooters is a perfectly logical place to find Baptists! We all know how highly they regard their fried chicken. I've heard Hooters has good chicken wings. Okay, so it's a weak connection.

That should win you another rep point from the DC freaks
:rolleyes:

ok

Keep "logical" outta this one! Geesh! The poor guy! :)

This is a terrible misconception.... usually created by men who feel they need an excuse(other than boobies) to go to Hooters.....

A friend of mine's daughter applied at Hooters. She literally told them, "I don't have a lot up top, but my ass would look great in those shorts."

Actually, "they have great wings" is generally the excuse used to JUSTIFY going to Hooters to look at boobies...

I have friends that meet there every Tuesday. To this day, I don't understand why.

Closet Baptists perhaps? :hmmm: :p

This post is worthless without pics.

No, closet Baptists meet on Saturday night. Or is it the Catholics? :hmmm:

Those wings are teh suhck.

They just opened another Hooters in downtown Derrty, and I was dropping off some filing across the street at the Wainwright Bldg, and it was dinner time, so I placed an order to go [with whatever their hottest sauce was] and went to do my filing. Picked it up, took it home.
Worthless, I've had better at effing Sam's Club for free.

Lesson learned, Johnnie's is the place to go.

To see if anyone they know there got a boob job. :p

Next to talk about and go compare/contrast.

i think a pitcher of beer at crumby hooters is like 7 bucks too. I ususally just go to a waterhole and bring a hooters calendar

I went to BW3 for the first time ever the other day.

The Crispy Southwest Dippers tasted like ass.

The wings were okay, but I shouldn't have picked the parmesan garlic sauce.