It was just trash talking. It should have never led to that. It was something that happened so quickly that I wasn’t prepared for it because I never thought it was escalating to that,” says Vento.
Joey Vento hopes a $5,000 reward now leads to the tip that helps police capture the suspects next. He describes the victim as “a great guy. He’s our right arm. The kid works seven days a week. He’s so loyal to the business and to his family and I gotta respect the man for doing that.”
What’s so funny ’bout peace, love and understanding?
Actually the sign says,’When ordering “speak english”‘ With the quotes around “speak english.”
No actus, it actually says ‘When ordering, please speak English”. Or, if you prefer, “Please, when ordering, speak English”.
Oh yeah. There’s an eagle with the “please.” But you’re missing something too: there are quotes around “speak english.” For some reason.
The City of Brotherly Love
Post Frank Rizzo.
The quotes are kind of gratuitous, which is ironic cause immigrants do that a lot.
There’s an eagle with the “when ordering” too. I smell the Bilderberg Group. And fried onions, I think.
Het, how’d those quotes get in there? Damn, those guys are good.
oh, and here I thought you were trying to out andy andy, Pablo. like, “the sign doesn’t “say” anything as it’s most likely a piece of paper and incapable of speech.”
Clearly, Geno’s is America when you’re ordering something called a “speak English.” If you order a cheesesteak, Geno’s must be some other place. Doesn’t make much sense, but what do you expect if the concept of “meat on bread with cheez-whiz” is so complicated to the staff that they can’t learn it in more than one language?
Send Rocky after dose utes. I’ll bet he knows Joey.
I’ve eaten at Pat’s, I’ve eaten at Geno’s. An equally shitty experience. Skip both, if you can. The best thing about Philadelphia is Yuengling beer.
“The best thing about Philadelphia is Yuengling beer.”
– When taken at the airport, while awaiting a (naturally late) escape from hell.
Jeez. Is it too obvious that my ex-wife’s father is a Swarthmore faggot?
The new Mayor is changing the city motto to,
“Philadelphia. What da fuck are you looking at?
OK, so what do you think about beating someone who works in a place where the owner has posted a message you disagree with?
I thinks it’s wrong and the perp will turn out to be a democrat.
Obviously, Mark, the sign is the greater crime. One hand a human being was badly injured with a cracked vertebrae and loss of hearing, and on the other you have a sign that may offend someones feelings, and we know that is the greatest crime of all.
That article is poorly written. From his comments thw owner states “It was just trash talking. It should have never led to that. It was something that happened so quickly that I wasn’t prepared for it because I never thought it was escalating to that,†says Vento.”
So, who was trash talking? What were they trash talking about? etc.? All very unclear.
And, were they trash talking in English? Or was that unnecessary b/c they were not ordering?
Yeesh, my sympathies. Worsew than waterboarding is being stuck at a party having to entertain two women: one from Swarthmore and one From Bryn Mawr College. Endless screaming would be the result.
Oh, and Darth Bacon? Whoever wrote that drival can kiss my ass. Yuengling Lager is nectar of the gods and superior to Victory (which is brewed in my home town of Downingtown, PA) and Yard’s and Stoudt’s, all of which make some very good brews.
My brother lives in R.I. and demands that I bring a case of lager whenever I visit.
Used to work in Exton, dated a girl at West Chester, and Yuengling is still mother’s milk to me. Brought five cases of the stuff home after Turkey Day.
Nothing wrong with the others, but they weren’t available at Zeno’s for $4 a pitcher.
Good God, Squid that’s my back yard. My Son lives in West Chester, I live west of Downingtown and do most of my shopping in Exton.
Yuengling is teh bomb!
“being stuck at a party having to entertain two women: one from Swarthmore and one From Bryn Mawr College.”
From my experience, they’ll entertain each other.
The Prep then Villanova, married a Rosemonster then got the hell out. But thanks to the f-in-l I’m the largest importer of Lager to Indiana.
Puh-lezz. Yuengling was the better choice when the other choices were Miller, Bud, Pabst, Ortliebs, Schaeffer, Iron City, Rolling Rock or Schmidts. And even then only Chesterfield Ale and Porter were remarkably decent brews. But that stuff is absolute bilgewater compared to anything made today by Yards, Flying Fish, Dogfish or Weyerbacher. And BJ, there is only one (domestic) nectar of the gods, and that, dear boy, is Victory Prima Pils.
Hey now, don’t diss Ortliebs. My favorite bar still has an Ortliebs light in the window. It doesn’t light up, but it’s there.
And Schmidts! They love us!
Oh, man, if I could only count the number of brutal hangovers from drinking Schmidts.
All of the beers that you mention, steph, are worthy but Yuengling still rules. This comes from a guy who is 5 min utes from Vistory, loves the guys who run that place and frequents it often.
The second best beer is a free beer.
The best beer is a free cold beer.
I’m confused. The beating has nothing to do with the Speak English sign. It was just two mooks harassing some bus-girl and a co-worker telling them to shove and getting f’ed-up for his trouble. Why was the sign even in the article?
Speaking of Little Kings, back in the 80’s when I was dating a girl from Eaton…….or was I eatin’ a girl from Dayton? damn my memory.
FRIDAY BEER WAR! Ah, I guess this really belongs at the “Pub”.
Several years ago I had the pleasure (not so much) of partaking in Milwaukee’s finest … Blatz and Brats. The next day a headache was the least of my problems.
Just don’t belittle a girl from Kingston.
Point beer, or Rhinelander, from Wisconsin. I have vague memories of their being fine beers. Point was $3.75 a case, and if we saved the bottles for Mother Gaia, we got a 5 cent deposit per bottle, so the net cost of the case was $2.55.
I remeber fondly the beer we drank cases of in my days at St. Gregory’s College, in Shawnee, Oklahoma. Hudipole Gold at $1.99/case.
You drank the Gold? Sybarite.
Did I just see steph hating on the Dogfish head? Sweet mother of Jesus!
OK, I’ll abide. But don’t you touch the Sierra Nevada.
Blatz – Great marketing slogan with that one – The beer that made beer farts famous – It’s teh onomatopoeia.
I have to admit, even though I prefer to drink local beer, I rely on Sierra Nevada Pale Ale.