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The cracking Hooters Girls return to this blog
The Hoosters restaurant network cann’t stop us make your head spin like the Daytona Speedway, the famous circuit. Across the street, often in small shack stuffed to the brim (45 orange girls), the sommeliers are always very radiant, comely, and tireless. Oh, I know, our Swiss waitresses also are (some) and also sometimes leave us speechless. However, the girls know American spice up the dishes (not necessarily always delicious) of their natural good humor. Scarce. My godson Jerome still can not believe this relaxing atmosphere away from the point of being surprised by a carload of young ladies as sparkling as it swallows diet coke-light. Ahh ... what ticks. Good l’nch !