I can't take credit for this - it's all my husband's doing. While I was out of town he took Oscar to eat lunch at Hooters. Apparently, it was awesome and Oscar had a great time. He got doted on by all the pretty ladies ("my ladies" as he calls all pretty ladies), got two balloons, a plastic fireman's helmet, a hot dog for lunch and was allowed to take off his shoes and dance in the booth.
I can't help but laugh when I think about it. It's so funny to picture them at Hooter's. Chris says none of the pretty ladies paid any attention to him; they were only interested in Oscar. Which makes it even funnier.
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