According to Reuters, scantily clad Hooter waitresses serving spicy wings and weak beer are going to ply their trade in Hooters, Tel Aviv. Oh shock horror, I hear you cry. Sorry, perhaps it would have been more accurate to say the Hooters girls wear low cut blouses rather than Hooters girls are scantily clad. Don't want the good folks of Israel to think they are going to get their fried food served by a greasy poled exotic dancer.

Hooters destined to fail or fly?

Call me old fashioned, but although the concept seems to go against the religious beliefs in that area, Hooters will fly! The male Israeli and Palestinian is the same as the curious US male or Chinaman. Sexiness sells. And please don't tell me the average customer at a Hooters USA is a nuclear family. Not that families don't darken the doors of that sinful debauched hell, but all sorts of folks partake of a buffalo wing and Bud, because them girls aren't sex on a stick by any means. How can they be, covered from the toes up in inch-thick latex hose?

No, given time Hooters girls will be doing a great trade in the Holy land, with dollar bills stuffed down their fronts and various religious books under their arm, with carefully selected phrases highlighted to prove that they aren't sinful.