A man is picketing a Wisconsin restaurant for failure to live up to its “All You Can Eat” sign.
The two sides offer wildly different accountings of the facts here. If, in fact, Whitt was sharing his food with a buddy, then he’s clearly violated the terms of the arrangement. If, on the other hand, that’s not the case, it really doesn’t matter whether they served him a handful of teeny fish or twenty nice size pieces; All You Can Eat is a sacred pledge that I’m pretty sure is enshrined in the Constitution of this here Republic.
As Jim Treacher notes, “This gentleman paid for all the fish he could eat, and clearly he’s nowhere near being done eating fish.”
Then again, as CAC observes over at Ace of Spades, “When you share grievances with Homer Simpson, it’s time to re-evaluate your life.”
