Hooters and Dicks

Damn Minnesotans.  They stole my idea.  I blogged a while back that I was going to open a place called "Dicks" right next door to "Hooters." 

Dicks was going to feature the same crappy food as Hooters served by 20-year-old-something guys in tight fitting shorts showing off each bulge and ball. 

The Mall of America beat me to the punch.  On the third floor of this temple of consumerism Dicks and Hooters co-exist. 

Hey.... what's good for the goose is good for the gander.