Two guys grow up together in Manchester, but after college, one moves to London and the other to Cardiff. They agree to meet every ten years in Wentworth to play golf.
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, the tight shorts,
and the legs ..."
"OK.”
At age 40, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“Well, you know, they got cold beer, sports on the big-screen TVs, and
everybody has a little action on the games.”
"OK."
At age 50, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“The food is pretty good, and there's plenty of parking.”
“OK.”
At age 60, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“Wings are half price.”
“OK.”
At age 70, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“They have six handicapped spaces right by the door.”
“OK.”
At age 80, they finish their round of golf and go to lunch.
“Where you wanna go?”
“Hooters.”
“Why?”
“We’ve never been there before.”
“OK.”
This joke takes the two guys from age 30 to age 80, which got me wondering: how long has Hooters actually been around? Turns out that Hooters was established in 1983, so relatively speaking, it hasn't been around that long. Here's hoping the chain manages to survive at least fifty years... assuming the #MeToo crowd doesn't take it down.
It's odd that the blokes in question are located in the UK but the rest of the joke is wholly American (hooters, broads, rack).
ReplyDeleteInteresting observation. The guy who told (relayed?) this joke on Gab is a Kiwi.
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