Two guys grow up together

Two lifelong friends, one in New York and one in Washington, vow to meet in Florida every ten years for golf and lunch.At 32, after golf: “Where to lunch?” “Hooters—great servers.”

At 42: “Hooters again?” “Cold beer, big screens, and betting on the games.”

At 52: “Hooters—good food and parking.”

At 62: “Hooters—half-price wings and mild food.”

At 72: “Hooters—handicapped spots and senior discounts.”

At 82: “Hooters?”
“Yeah, we’ve never been there before.”