Absolute Chaos Unfolds At Beverly Hills Steakhouse On Father’s Day: “Where’d You Get Your Suit, JC Penny?”

Laawry's Prime Rib fight

We all knew that one dude in high school that grew up with the silver spoon, never worked for anything a day in his life, and would threaten people with “MY DADDY’S GONNA SUE” if somebody ever confronted him.

With that being said, let me introduce you to this bozo and his family over here, celebrating Father’s day at Lawry’s: The Prime Rib in Beverly Hills, California.

If you’ve never been, you can already tell from the beginning of this video, that this is the kind place that won’t let you in without a collared shirt, and forces you to sip your beverage with your pinky up while you overpay for an eight-ounce sirloin.

And while it is a nice restaurant, it’s also a chain that has a number of locations around the world.

According to the caption on the video, this family seemed to be disturbing everybody’s Father’s Day dinner and when the restaurant staff came over to talk to them, Tommy Bahama over here lost his mind.

“You’re supposed to be deescalating, not making it worse. Keep your mouth shut what is wrong with you?”

But the restaurant guy hits him with a verbal haymaker right out of the gate:

“You’re standing there in those clothes, and getting loud with me? Really? You’re doing that?”

And that sent him OFF:


Dad comes in with the JC Penny zinger:

“Where’d you get your suit, JC Penny? Look at this suit, looks like you got this suit out of the garbage can…”

Dad’s insults could use some work…

But when the cussing starts and other patrons tell him to lock it up in front of their families, he then starts to cuss out a bunch of customers at the restaurant, and finally, one of them has enough, and grabs him by the neck.

And the woman in this asshole’s party start screaming… HYSTERICALLY.

Later on in the video, you can see the customer who came for the kid nearly has his shirt ripped completely off, and he’s ready for more. The entitled family is trying to call the police… just absolute chaos unfolds and I’m here for it. I’m eating up like a juicy Lawry’s prime rib.

But hey, it’s Beverly Hills… what do you expect? Entitled, silver spoon assholes thinking they own the place, ruining Father’s Day for everybody.

We gotta stop these people at all costs.

Massive 40-Person Brawl Breaks Out At Golden Corral Because They Ran Out Of Steak

This is some 3 AM Waffle House shit right here.

Video circulating online shows a massive brawl breaking out at the Golden Corral in Bensalem, Pennsylvania on Friday night.

I’m talking punches being thrown, high chairs flying, people picking up tables trying to use them as battering rams, and folks caught in the middle trying to run away to get out of the 40-person melee.

And apparently it all started because the buffet ran out of steak.

According to former Bensalem Golden Corral employee Dylan Becker, he was told by a current employee that the fight started when one family cut in line for the remaining supply of steak:

“From what I heard it was over steak, apparently somebody cut in line…

There was two parties in line waiting for steak. Somebody had cut in front and then started being picky and finicky about the steaks and taking too long, and then, somebody else spoke up and said something I guess the other party didn’t like. Then, it just looks like it turned into an all-out brawl.”

And according to Becker’s friend Gaven Lauletta:

“There was a shortage of steak and two parties were involved and one family cut in front of another family, they were taking their time and they ran out of steak and it got into a heated exchange at the tables.”

Police wouldn’t confirm that the beef was over steak, but in the video you hear one man walk away from the scuffle saying:

“All I wanted was some steak.”

Man. I don’t know if you’ve ever been to Golden Corral or not, but I have a friend who not-so-affectionately refers to it as the “pig trough.” It’s not exactly like they’re serving prime cuts of meat on their $14 all-you-can-eat buffet.

I mean, I could see throwing hands (and high chairs) over the chocolate fountain, but if you want a good steak you’re gonna have to at least go somewhere nice like Texas Roadhouse. Now THAT would be a steak worth fighting over.

As many times as I’ve been to Golden Corral (and it’s more than I’d like to admit), there’s absolutely nothing in that place worth catching a felony over.

But I guess the recent supply shortages have everybody on edge these days – even at the Golden Corral.

A beer bottle on a dock



A beer bottle on a dock