A quote from a former co-worker whenever we had to call emergency services for one emergency or another; “They always send us the gnarly ones”
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A restaurant chain in Harry Potter.
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How soon until we get Thunderdome?
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See, 13‐year-old me would’ve wanted to go to Hooters (it didn’t exist, yet), but sheesh! Not with my parents!
EtA:
TIL that there are two Hooters (ahem)
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This, even after the Kenyan government passed a law sheilding big tech from lawsuits…
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They should have given it a simpler name, like
Big Frank’s
Home of the Foot Longs
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Lumberjackers would be a good name
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Here we go again!
Dicking Around
Storytime!
Halloween a few years back my mates and I were dressed up for Halloween and my cat furry roommate (good guy, furries are entertaining folks) was wearing his partial suit out with us. We were in Boston proper and all of us were on a budget at the time, so the only option for a late night drink and dinner open to us was a place called Dick’s Last Resort.
If you’ve never been, the big draw at Dick’s is that they’re dicks to you. The staff are sarcastic, they throw your menus and straws and shit at you, and they make you hats that say mean stuff.
I don’t get it either. So anyways, we’ve got - I’ll call him Frank - the cat with us, and Frank’s 100% ready to go fuck with Dicks, so we head on in.
The waitress starts doing her bit, but the cat in the room has thrown off her game and she doesn’t really know how to handle Frank in Full Cat mode.
He points out the drink he wants without speaking, with a paw, on the menu and she asks for an ID and starts saying ‘I swear to god your ID better have a big fuckkin’ cat on it or-“
She threw his licence back at us and walked away speechless. Didn’t talk to us the rest of the evening.
Anyways, I dug up this old photo today and thought it deserved to be preserved for posterity. So here you go, the day Frank broke Dicks.
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Especially for upstate NY.
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Right? Thus my gif.
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Was that a chain? I remember there was one in Dallas, years before I’d have been old enough to drink. The G&M Steakhouse in Austin had a similar shtick.
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I haven’t a clue. Lemme ask Gogol and see what he says.
Ah, so it is!
“Restaurant chain where gruff staffers serve a Southern-style menu in a rowdy roadhouse environment.”
Uh huh. Of fucking course {coarse?} there’s one in lost wages.
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Is that the one where they throw buns at diners?
I remember a similar and hilarious clip of Triumph the Insult Comic Dog going to a place that heaps (verbal) shit on customers. I think in Chicago? He finally met his match in that one!
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Yep. Wieners Circle.
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Nope. Not on his best day ever. Nope.
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