and some more

still more

I stayed on orchard and I found singapore kinda like sydney.
next time i will go to KL instead.
I saw that hooters down at clarke quay-it was quite the family day out at hooters that easter friday!

i went to a bali version of hooters. i called it tooters. bali girls aren't that well endowed.

I went back to Hooters and one of the waitresses, the one with the biggest hooters, remembered me. "Hey, aren't you that war correspondent from Jakarta who just returned from Iraq and Afghanistan ...," she asked.
"Why yes baby," I replied. "And I'm completely intact despite all the gunfire. Wanna see it?"

Thankfully Singapore employs a equality policy among its police force and the chick cops don't run so fast.

Seriously, the whole Hooters experience soured for me when, and I shit you not, Aiyla, one of the girls, was quite insistent that I convert to Christianity! WTF. Extremely insistent to the point of annoyance. How often do you get sermons with your bear and titties? Not often. Not even that often with beer and titties either. Hooters; delightfully tacky yet unrefined. Indeed.