if i was eating there and did not know this was about to happen i would die of cringe. I am generally very sensitive to cringe and I have a hard time even watching curb your enthusiasm. i am certain this would actually kill me and my life insurance provider should not allow me to eat there.
Imagine watching your food burn as the cook does their daily visual cringe task at risk of loosing their job.
Diseased country. What a weird fucking thing to do and foist on your guests and staff.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen some Chinese guy praise mao and the revolution in the middle of a buffet
You and your family are out eating hot pot when this bop comes on
Just don't stand, simple as. I'm there for BBQ and nothing else
What if the BBQ is actually fire because the staff is alright, but the owners are frothing chuds?
Watch me get shot by some
for kneeling during the anthem at the troops themed BBQ buffet
We actually have the British to blame for the tune (bold + italics emphasis mine):
"The Anacreontic Song", also known by its incipit "To Anacreon in Heaven", was the official song of the Anacreontic Society, an 18th-century gentlemen's club of amateur musicians in London. Composed by John Stafford Smith, the tune was later used by several writers as a setting for their patriotic lyrics. These included two songs by Francis Scott Key, most famously his poem "Defence of Fort McHenry". The combination of Key's poem and Smith's composition became known as "The Star-Spangled Banner", which was adopted as the national anthem of the United States of America in 1931.
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The Anacreontic Song served as the "constitutional song" of the Society. After the initial concert and meal, the Song would be sung in order to open the after-supper, more light-hearted part of proceedings. The verses, which are difficult to sing because of their wide range, would be sung by a solo singer, with the entire Society joining in the refrain. Although it is often described as a "drinking song", Lichtenwanger states that "To Anacreon in Heaven" "was not a barroom ballad, a drinking ditty to be chorused with glasses swung in rhythm", but "convivial, ... in a special and stately way".
Going back in time to give those nerds swirlies who the fuck makes a drinking song you can't sing
Yeah, even if the US didn't fucking suck it would still be a garbage national anthem.
i cannot find it now, but i remember like a few years ago someone took a video of Burgerlanders stopping in walmart to do a national anthem / pledge type of thing and overlaid the "The Alien" from Annihilation OST on it and it absolutely nailed the vibe of a bunch of dead-eyed treat-eaters, frozen in place at a walmart all in the same hand-on-heart pose.
This gives me an idea for a bit. I get one of those Big Mouth Billy Bass things and Mount it to a hat, paint the fish like the amerikan flag, and program it to sing the national anthem. I go in to various burger amerikan establishments at noon, give some grand o announcement to get everyone's attention and let it rip. Bonus points if I can program it to say "play ball!" at the end. All the hot dog neck hogs stand at attention with hand over heart as they honor our country by staring at a flopping rubber fish on my head. I'll make sure to have bbq sauce and mustard all over my face too.
I'm a vet, so I can ham up the bit. Get sloshed on some macro brew light beer and puke after I sit back down.
dont tell people that, some of these kids know 100% they would never join the military if their circumstances were materially different.
I'm proud to say I've talked with 3 young people who decided not to join up after our conversations. I simply shared with them what life was actually like and that were like "nah fuck that".
Check out what the inside looks like
Nothing gets me in the mood for BBQ like pictures of murdered 18 year olds.
it sucks because if it werent for the workers who had to clean it up, i'd shit everywhere in the bathroom but the toilet
Their BBQ is fucking atrocious. All that flag worship isn't going to make their shitty BBQ taste any better. I fucking hate this place. The worst people in the world I know in the realest of life usually have a Jeep with an abortion hotline sticker on one side (the purple one - if you know, you know) and a Mission BBQ sticker on the other.
