Lewisville store - Butt Candy for Christmas
Upon my return to the States, I desperately needed a dose of what’s good about being an American. You know what I mean: Burgers, Cold Beer, Sports on big screens and American Girls. I couldn’t think of a better place and time to achieve sensory overload than Twin Peaks Valentine’s Day dress up week. I mean, come on, doesn’t a girl in lingerie make ANY food taste better?
Valentine's week at TP
During our conversations with our vivacious waitress my buddy and I asked about taking her picture – she was of course ready to pose but said no butt pics. Upon asking why, she said it is the policy of the restaurant. Apparently, a patron was almost thrown out by the manager (a new one since my last visit months ago) when he snapped a picture of a young waitress’s behind. Now, I know from being a long time TP customer, that “butt” pictures are common. In fact, TP has even posted them on their MySpace pages! So, here’s to you, Mr. “no butt pics Manager at TP Adisson” – a collage of pictures taken from Twin Peaks MySpace pages. Enjoy!
Butt Collage 0f Twin Peaks Girls
Send me your pics of Twin Peaks butts and we will try to post them!
The Twin Peaks Insider
Notice how each girl has a badge with their name and where they are from? Most are not that interesting as far as location – like Dallas, Bedford, Austin, etc. Now and then you might get an interesting one such as Russia (Roxxy in Addison e.g.). Most of the names are their real names but sometimes they are not – such as G.I. Jane! G.I. Jane said something about she always liked that moniker and thus the name selection.
Personally, I am glad that they names are not “stripper” stage names such as Amber, or Crystal, or whatever the name du jour is these days at stripper clubs. Yet, you will see a preponderence of Bambi name badges. Underneath, it says “in training”, which is either an attempt to apologize for the generic stripper name, or to be easy on her for mistakes, or for sympathy tips? What you may not know is that they are required to wear a name tag (takes about 3 days or so after they complete training). If they show up without a name tag then they are given the Bambi name tag to wear for the day which the girls hate to do if they are not in training. Perhaps this is the way for management to encourage them to remember to bring their badge.
Danielle as Bambi for the day
So the next time you are there, look at the name badge. Ask if it is their real name. Ask about their home town if they are from an oddly distant place. Or, if they are a Bambi and not obviously in training (following another waitress around) razz them if they forgot their badge. But whatever you do, don’t come back with the tiresome line of “hey Bambi nice to meet you, I’m Thumper”.
Your dedicated blogger,
The Twin Peaks Insider
tsk tsk - Erika forgot her badge today
There comes a time when every business becomes like a family. And very family has its secrets. Or skeletons in the closet. Or… stories that should never get out. But they do.
Your intrepid blogger, aka The Peak Insider, has uncovered a rather salacious tale that is more juicy than the Twin Peak steak sliders. A certain TP store in the Dallas metro area had a rather interesting incident one nite recently. Two Cougars (an entire blog post will be dedicated to the phenonom of cougar sitings at TP) were in attendance at TP late one night – no doubt wandering down from the northern suburbs. These Cougars were on a mission: they were hunting. Like starved cats on the Savannah circling the a watering hole, looking for prey.
On this particular nite, they spotted their prey, and after many libations to weaken his inhibitions, directly asked him if they could do something to him. Right there and then. Thus, they proceeded from the bar to the only slightly less private Table 16. There, the act took place. Or did it? No one except the 3 participants really know for sure what happened, as it was very late. But, well, let’s just saw, reliable sources attest to the boldness of the cougars and the willingness of the participant.
No more shall I disclose in this forum, but if you want to investigate yourself, the next time you go to a Twin Peaks – anywhere, ask to be seated at table 16. See if you get a grin. I think the cat is out of the bag on this one.
Twin Peaks now has their “Area 51″… and it is called Table 16.
Your intrepid report on the prowl,
The Peak Insider
Perhaps the New Table 16?