Will Harrell, who makes his first appearance as Todd Blankman in Episode 2 of the new web series No Moore made a bona fide mess of himself at Hooters of Cumberland in Atlanta, GA last week.
Lured into the restaurant by their promise of "clams, wings, shrimp, and oyster roasts" and the relatively low 18.99% annual percentage rate on the new Hooters MasterCard, Harrell proceeded to down three pitchers of Amstel Light and toss countless chicken bones at the top-heavy wait staff.
The pinnacle of the evening, however, came when Harrell donned a red wig, pulled out two silicone falsies from his knapsack, shoved them up the front of his tee shirt (they held quite nicely), and ran through the restaurant screaming "What color are my eyes?" to all the patrons.
Ms. Rita Rufts, a junior high school gym teacher from a neighboring county, recalls being miffed by the experience. "You know, I came here with five especially sweet young ladies from my second period class, expecting a nice, quiet dinner. Then this freak starts running around the place... I just think he's giving my girls the wrong impression of what a real woman looks like. It was just so upsetting."
Harrell was finally escorted from the restaurant after he poked the printed owl on the tank top of an especially buxom waitress named Shyenne. "You know, it would have been fine if he hadn't made that hooting sound," Shyenne recalls. "That's just vulgar."
The security staff at Hooters did show Harrell some mercy, however. Before kicking him to the curb they allowed him to complete an application for the 2008 Hooter Girl competition...and, of course, that MasterCard.
Lured into the restaurant by their promise of "clams, wings, shrimp, and oyster roasts" and the relatively low 18.99% annual percentage rate on the new Hooters MasterCard, Harrell proceeded to down three pitchers of Amstel Light and toss countless chicken bones at the top-heavy wait staff.
The pinnacle of the evening, however, came when Harrell donned a red wig, pulled out two silicone falsies from his knapsack, shoved them up the front of his tee shirt (they held quite nicely), and ran through the restaurant screaming "What color are my eyes?" to all the patrons.
Ms. Rita Rufts, a junior high school gym teacher from a neighboring county, recalls being miffed by the experience. "You know, I came here with five especially sweet young ladies from my second period class, expecting a nice, quiet dinner. Then this freak starts running around the place... I just think he's giving my girls the wrong impression of what a real woman looks like. It was just so upsetting."
Harrell was finally escorted from the restaurant after he poked the printed owl on the tank top of an especially buxom waitress named Shyenne. "You know, it would have been fine if he hadn't made that hooting sound," Shyenne recalls. "That's just vulgar."
The security staff at Hooters did show Harrell some mercy, however. Before kicking him to the curb they allowed him to complete an application for the 2008 Hooter Girl competition...and, of course, that MasterCard.
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