I’ve actually seen this before. I believe they really were his favorite waitresses. Bet they don’t wait on him anymore.
And I’ve been to Hooters, (What? I love their hot wings. Only place in California where “hot” actually means “So spicy you can see through time” rather than “mildly warm.) none of the ladies there have rotting, green, Hollywood zombie teeth.
He is a man is dire need. One night after a trip to Hooters with the guys, he woke up in an alley, naked, with no recollection of who or where he was. He quickly found a bum, and after performing unmentionable actions, he acquired some clothes from him.
He traveled many days asking people if they knew who he was. After 2 weeks, he began to dream of his old life. The dreams became more and more clear as the days went on. Finally, they were clear enough that he could see and remember two faces. These two girls in Hooters shirts. He decided to have these women tattooed on his arm in hopes that if someone didn’t recognize him, then maybe they would be able to at least recognize them. Then, finally, he could find out who he is and get back to his life.
So next time, before you judge a man’s tattoo, you should stop and think about the possibility that he is a man with amnesia just trying to get his life back.