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Scooters at Hooters Weekend






The North Henderson Mild Ones took to their bikes this past weekend and journeyed to Peoria to check out the Scooters At Hooters bike show on the Riverfront. Lots of nice bikes and those girls in the orange shorts sure are talented: one was a world class hula hooper, and others sang and danced.
We walked down to Joe's Crab Shack and really liked the crispy shrimp. Cool place except for the "Shakin' thang" that they did once. Waitresses of varying shapes and sizes come out on the patio and do some dancing and choreography. It smacked of those creepy violinists that stroll around...it disrupts the meal and conversation and it gets old after 20 seconds. I can do without the entertainment and the spotlight, just give me the good food. Of course, that tends to be my personality: leave me alone. I glanced at other patrons and they seemed to enjoy it so...keep on shakin' (just don't shake around me)! But then again, these guys didn't have the orange shorts.

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