Proof Is In The Pudding...

... the proof is in the hooters

for everyone questioning if there is in fact a Hooters in Beijing and if so, if I was actually there... I say, "don't be silly."  Of course and of course. I'm surprised when a city doesn't have a Hooters. It's the most amazing thing America has contributed to the global cultural landscape since Run DMC.  there should be one in any city that claims to be a "city."  and if a city does have a Hooters, why would you waste your breath (as well as 4 seconds of my life) by asking if I went to it? can you even say you truly visited a city if you skip Hooters? i say, "no you cannot."

evidence...

look at he sign. it's blurry, but it says "HOOTERS beijing, china."  proof, mofo. if you don't appreciate Hooters, you have a defective appreciation-processor in your darn brain. Hooters is my ultimate date destination. why, you ask? i already told you - it's called "class."  i'm friggin classy. you can't learn that sort of shit, you either have it or you don't. and i happen to ooze it.
 


this photo actually doesn't "prove" anything... EXCEPT how fucking amazingly talented and well balanced these Hooters ladies are. they are performing some sort of sexiness that is not fully capable of being captured by camera, all while standing on barstools. oh, you know what else this photo proves? it proves that Hooters is awesome.