Happy Presidents Day to all my fellow citizens of the United States of America! On this special day, we should all give thanks to the presidents who worked so hard to give us the freedom to beat a bitch at a Denny’s in Chicopee, MA over maple syrup. Abraham Lincoln truly believed that you gotta fight for your right to eat your pancakes with maple syrup! Really, what is it about Denny’s that makes hos kiss their fists and brawl like they’re auditioning for a CNN reporter position in Egypt? It happened in Oakland last Halloween, and it happened again at a Denny’s in Chicopee. However, this one was totally justified. When a bitch asks you for maple syrup, you give the bitch your maple syrup. Maple syrup is SERIOUS! The description from YouTube explains it all for you:
The fight started when the couple realized that they had no maple syrup for their pancakes. They asked the table over if they could have some of theirs because their pancakes wouldn’t taste the same without the maple syrup and one of the two girls response was “bitch, your pancakes look fine to me!” And from there, all hell broke loose.
The clip above shows one douchebag re-enacting The Fighter on another douchebag while the one chick argues with the other like her boyfriend is not getting a brain damage special to the head. Homegirl obviously doesn’t care that there’s a chance she might have to spoon feed her boyfriend blended pancakes for the rest of his days.
Once Sugar Ray Pancakes is done raining on the dude with his fists, he grabs his jacket and is about to sashay out of there with his girlfriend. But the dumb little blonde bitches just couldn’t let it be and they open up their yap holes and start talking sideways to the chick they denied maple syrup to. WRONG MOVE. Don’t ever EVER ever screw with a ho who didn’t get to finish her plate of pancakes thanks to you. There’s nothing like a hongray woman scorned. This is what happens:
Damn. That bitch charged at those yappy little girls like they were maple trees and she was trying to punch the sap out of them. And then the other one just stood to the side patiently waiting for her turn to get a fist to the face. Let this be a lesson to you. Give a bitch your maple syrup or the entire Internet world will see your thong.
And I love how everyone in the place is just sitting around doing nothing. They’re like, “I’ve got maple syrup on my table so I’m good.”