A Hooters Calender...
Earlier today, my mother got a "Hooters" calender from a friend via e-mail.
So, she was checking her e-mails and said "Ooh...I got a Hooters calender." I walked over to her computer, to see it. She said "No, I don't think you should see it. You're a boy."
I don't need to talk about Hooters restaurant, do I?
Finally she let me look at it. I held my breath. But you know what it was?
It was a calender of OWLS!!!
Ha-ha-ha!
Man! Mom got me good. I thought it was a calender of the restaurant, but it wasn't.
Oh well.
Untill next time...
So, she was checking her e-mails and said "Ooh...I got a Hooters calender." I walked over to her computer, to see it. She said "No, I don't think you should see it. You're a boy."
I don't need to talk about Hooters restaurant, do I?
Finally she let me look at it. I held my breath. But you know what it was?
It was a calender of OWLS!!!
Ha-ha-ha!
Man! Mom got me good. I thought it was a calender of the restaurant, but it wasn't.
Oh well.
Untill next time...
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