On Saturday lunch time we had a pre-football drink in Nottingham dressed in retro Swindon Town shirts with my Dad and his wife, pregnant with twins. Nothing funny about that except for their choice of pub. Hooters. For those who don't know of Hooters, I've posted a photo of the lovely Amy, one of our serving girls (to quote my Dad - “they're just 21st century wenches”).
My Dad was wearing a pair of sunglasses which I said he should remove because it 'looks like you're hiding your eyes behind the shades'. He said it didn't matter because 'I won't know anyone in here any way.'
I'm not sure if this is plain tragic or comedy gold. Maybe you had to be there.....comments please.
4 comments:
To be honest, for Comedy Gold, I stopped at the 'wearing retro Swindon shirts' line.
I admire your Dad's defiance - for some reason reminds me of Brian Blessed in Flash Gordon.
I've seen papa Hunts shirt - I not sure if retro is the right word. I'd say its more the case that he hasn't dipped in his pocket for the latest kit for several seasons running now. Old rather than retro. At leats it is vintage - from swindon's premiership year,as modeled by Brain 'Killer' Kilkline
most definitely comedy gold for everybody else but a dark, dark day for the Muxloe clan!
loco chortled....
hahaha - brilliant!
for some reason i picture your dad wearing alan partridge style tight shorts at the same time...
i went to a hooters once in america - thinking it was a bar themed around owls and other nocturnal winged beats - and most of the girls were flat chested...which prompted me to consider contacting the ASA on two counts of marketing untruths
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