Hooters Air...nothing surprises me anymore

Hooters...the Big TATA's...have now entered the dimension of aeronautics..."Pack the helium girls...we're taking it to the Air."

It was only a matter of time.... Let the imagination soar with this one...this could be a feature film!

An airplane, oh let's go proper on this...

A huge "aero" plane filled with passengers...but oh... something is different...what could it be??? It's a full flight...not a single seat in sight.

THAT'S IT...all the passengers are male...or so it would seem. Then you began to realize...there are women aboard this flight...it's hard to recognize them sitting amongst the males, so masculinely serene.

No satin or lace, nor a feminine face, no dresses or heels, no silk stockings to feel.

With eager anticipation, suddenly what to their wondering eyes should appear...a huge set of bazonka's, but only the first pair, jiggling and bouncing their own "aero" batic dance, all eyes fixated in trance. To the delight of the passengers, a second appeared with a safety announcement to calm every fear.

"To all who should note, we are the safest airline afloat.
Should our engines fail, we will not fall, we have enough helium to keep aloft.
The only danger forseen would be pilot neglect or a flame ignite.
An explosion so quick, lighting up the sky, not at care or thought for the life we have wrought.
Concern only for the astounding "aero" dynamics of this enjoyable flight."

Well...as I can see, there is nothing left but to start my own chain of restaurants situated beside this new "aero"nautical wonder of which I will name "The Derriere". And when I decide to branch out into bigger and better directions, it will be in the "Aqua"nautical division.

Everyone needs a preferential choice. Fly "Tits" or Sail "Ass"!