There’s no doubt that one of the most popular items on the buffet line is crab legs. Personally, I tower those things on my plate whenever I see them (and let’s admit it, douse them in melted butter and lemon). So it comes as no surprise that people would stoop low enough to fist-fight over these bad boys.
Meteor Buffet in Huntsville, Alabama, prides itself on its wide selection of Chinese and seafood, along with affordable prices. The reviews on Yelp are pretty enthusiastic and the restaurant itself seems to have a pretty loyal following. You got your sushi, steamed buns, hibachi, and of course the king of the sea, king crab legs.
Known for their popularity, people tend to wait in line to grab the crab legs before they run out. According to Huntsville police officer Gerald Johnson, who happened to be eating dinner at the restaurant when the fight happened, the diners started fighting with each other and pushing each other out of the way to get the crab legs. John Chapman and Chequita Jenkins took the metal tongs and started using them as fencing swords on each other. “It’s not something you typically hear if you can imagine a fencing match,” Johnson said.
h/t RWF.
Fighting over Spider legs
They should be ashamed for eating them in the first place
Might as well duel over snail slime
Alaskan King Crab in Huntsville, Alabama? I’m not sure I’d be willing to get in a fight over those.
Couldn’t they just emulate that other “Alabama girl” and join ISIS?
Black-Friday-Sales-like fights at the restaurant? Really? F’ing animals everywhere.
The “doomsday clock” shouldn’t be about nuclear destruction, it should denote the end of civility.
The clock is ticking…
You know, Loco, it does seem that the Human Race is afflicted with an uncivility that seems to be getting worse.
I noticed when they said a big snow storm was headed here in Oregon a few weeks ago that the first thing to go (as in zero) was the bacon and cheese.
So when the sheet hits the fan buy bacon, bullets and cheese, you can only eat so many crab legs.
If I’m going to eat sea roaches, give me boo cwabs and swimps.
Callinectes sapidus (beautiful savory swimmer)
Litopenaeus setiferus
‘Chequita’ Jenkins,
and this was not a rue over bananas?
Amazed that her cousin Delmonico was not involved.
If Sudafed had been around, this would have went a whole different way.
Never bring tongs to a sword fight, especially in ‘bama. You could catch the crabs. 😉
I wish I was there. That had to be funny to watch.
@Anonymous… you nailed it! 🙂 🙂 🙂
If you want to have some fun get your video camera and go to a buffet at some seedy restaurant and watch the hoodrats go at the food like seagulls.
We need to get our guy Jameis Winston into this.
He knew all about those crab legs.
Actually, Jameis and a few fellow players at FSU rented a house across from us around the time of his National Championship season and the infamous crab legs discount at Publix.
Occasionally, he would go out and toss a football to some of the neighbhood children. I have some cellphone video of him out there.
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Jamie’s was from Alabama.
https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gm8NSnEYtfs/Uy-g2J6FHPI/AAAAAAAAevg/voR6hmPpQ28/s1600/jameisrollin.gif
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Some things are worth fighting for …
Liberty? Freedom? Naaaah … but crab legs? Oh, Hell Yeah!
Dat be my leg, muthuhfuckuh!
It IS “black history month,” y’know … she gotta right!
At least nobody died – like in that altercation over pork chops …
izlamo delenda est …
Just one of the reasons I do not partake of buffets…
“Speaking the truth in times of universal deceit is a revolutionary act.” Geo. Orwell
Could be a new real TV series – – “Food Fights”.
If you ever see me fighting over rancid crustaceans with an equally rancid she-gaboon you will know I have been taken over by pod people.
Act accordingly.
Wait until we REALLY run out of food.
Food fight Animal House
https://youtu.be/hLdO2V1CTF0
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I woulda been using the king crab legs – pretty spiny – much more formidable than the tongs.
“Here, let me crack my crab – over your head!”
Typical – you brought metal tongs to a crap leg fight?
They pull a metal tong, you pull a gun. They sends one of yours to the hospital, you sends one of theirs to the morgue!
That’s the Huntsville way.