Hello..........

Who doesn't love Hello Kitty? Well, I suppose some of you probably don't, but you have to admit she's quite a popular gal. Someone, or a group of someone's, have done a fabulous job of marketing Miss Kitty. You can't walk through a shopping mall anywhere without her beckoning to you from within some cutesy store. I have to admit I am a Hello Kitty fan myself. I even have a too-large-to-be-practical Hello Kitty dressed up as a Giants player keychain. Anyway, I digress, slightly. Back to my story. Actually I haven't even started it yet, so here goes...... One evening I was talking to Ann on my cell phone while driving home from a social outing with some friends. We, or I guess now, just me, or actually, I, would be more correct grammar, live about 4 miles from a little naked, dancing lady bar called the Kit Kat Club. I only know it's a naked, dancing lady bar because someone told me, not because I've been there. Whenever Ann and I drove by, we would always tease each other and pretend to start to turn into the parking lot. I probably did more of the teasing than she did. Anyway, that evening as I was driving home, chatting with Ann on my cell phone, and of course paying full attention to my driving, she asked me where I was. I told her I was driving past our favorite bar, the Kit Kat Club. It was at this moment that I, though Ann thought she, but later agreed to we, came up with the perfect name for a new, naked, dancing lady bar; Hello Titty. We couldn't believe no one had thought of it yet. Can you think of a more perfect name for a naked, bouncing bosom, lady bar? After a little more discussion, we decided if there were full nudity, as opposed to just topless 'entertainment', we would call it, Hello Titty, Hello Kitty. Of course our venture hasn't yet gotten off the ground because, so true to our form, we are bickering about who gets to be the talent scout and who has to be the manager.

Is this politically correct?