Portions of poultry submerged in hot oil brings out the very best in them.
Video: Florida Wingstop manager throws hot grease, ranch dressing at customers during argument
The video is exactly what you would expect….
There is just something about food and restaurants in particular that brings out the very best in blacks.
A fast-food manager in Florida was arrested after police say she threw hot grease and ranch dressing at customers during an argument.
It happened on Jan. 28, 2025, at a Wing Stop in Port St. Lucie….
….According to the Port St. Lucie Police Department, Carnael Irene, 19, admitted to the attack, saying that the customers had been loud, disruptive and verbally abusive.
First she is merely squirting ranch dressing at them but then escalates to a “tub of hot grease”.
How hard up are you if a 19 year old is “managing” your restaurant?
Maybe tomorrow I will do some actual posting.
Some negro snit got fully lit
all because of some chicken shit.
The ranch went flying
and grease was frying
the whole damn scene so edifying.
Here now we have another
Worldstar worthy video clip
of poor behavior by some surly bootlip.
🎵 And the breadcrumb in the back said
“everyone attack” and it turned into a Wingstop blitz!🎶
🎵 The 2G in the corner said “boy I wanna warn you!”
And it turned into a Wingstop blitz. Wingstop blitz!🎶
Kudos, Big Ruckus! That’s an excellent one. Haven’t even thought of Ballroom Blitz in forever! Great song and now a great parody!
Why, thank you. The Ballroom Blitz add on at the end came to me as I was proofing before posting. Something about the meter of my little ditty about this latest incident of “dark humor” made me think of that song.
As goes [The] Sweet, I was always a bit more enamored of “Love is Like Oxygen”. As a guy who plays keyboards, I always appreciate when a good band gives the guitar a bit of a break and let’s the keyboardist take center stage for a bit. It’s also a much more musically ambitious composition, and represents the kind of artistry we used to get in popular music before nearly everything became de-inspired by hiphop niggernoise.
Anyway, this is what happens when I get bored on a Saturday night.
Hell yeah! That’s the best alternate cover of Ballroom Blitz since Tia Carrere in Wayne’s World. Little Willy was one of my childhood favorites, too.
I knew you were a righteous chap. Fellow keyboard player here as well.
I think there’s some nigger cultural thing about food and respect that borders on crazy. IDK if it’s the prison thing where you have to guard your plate or someone steals it, or what, but apparently fucking up someone’s order is taken to be the height of disrespect for them. You or I would either ask politely for a refund or just never go to that restaurant again, but for them it’s a fighting matter. Funny how the cultures that have the least reason for it talks about respect all the time. They got no honor, no accomplishments, but boy howdy fuck with their food just once and see what happens.
Was that Wing STOP on a dead end street?
I stopped going to grease pits. That was 1977. By the way, they sucked back then. However, thanks for the update. Glad I made the right choice. So does my 70+ body.
Correction. See below.
I stopped going to grease pits. That was 1977. By the way, they sucked back then. However, thanks for the update. Glad I made the right choice. So does my 70+ year old body. Yes, I made to my 70’s. If I make to 80, I’ll really be amazed!
Hey, in other news, that ugly no good miserable floating turd of a nigger Joy Reid got told to get fucked and her show is finally done! Fantastic news. Now I hope she fucks the fuck off into the sunset.
Funny how two of the UGLIEST, most surly Kuntz on the telly are named Joy. Behar on the Spew is the other. Especially bamboo-face Reid. Talk about uglier than homemade soap. No one who drank enough to get intimate with either of those bulldogs could POSSIBLY get it up to finish the (mis)deed.
And Joy Reid? What’s with that “Blond Hair”? I call it “cultural appropriation”–but I will apologize if it can be shown that her carpet matches her drapes.
Then again, I don’t know any gynos who would wish to peek under her hood to see just what kind of nasty awaits!
Wow. Glad I’m pretty far from that neighborhood.
“Carnael Irene” ? I’ll bet it’s a Haitian.