Chicken Tenders + Carnival Cruise = Brawl
Apparently, Carnival Cruise feels like Waffle House has nothing on them when it comes to free-for-all fights.
I don’t know whether to label this as a ‘food fight’ because fists were used instead of food as the weapon of choice. One unreliable rumor claims that a participant shouted “I got your chicken tender right here” before belting someone in the face. Another launched a shoe at another passenger which started a trend in shoes flying through the air.
I love how the security guard didn’t know what to do.
It could have been a couple of things – the guests were ‘hangry’ (up and coming term), there were only a few chicken tenders, and the cook yelled out ‘Get Some!” Could have been a combination of factors. Carnival may have to adapt any statement about “Come relax on the high seas with us.” or “Leave your stress behind for a few days.”
Then again, it could be a new kind of tour that we don’t know about. “Cougar’s Cruise,” “Seniors and Singles,” may have been replaced by “The S.S. Tender Bender” …
… or my personal favorite: “The Poultry in Motion Ocean Commotion” – where passengers engage in epic battles over golden nuggets of joy while sailing the high seas!
Carnival Cruise Turns Into Midnight Fight Club at Sea
Imagine you’re on a relaxing cruise, the ocean breeze in your hair, the promise of a peaceful night ahead. Suddenly, a routine trip to the buffet turns into a chaotic brawl involving over a dozen passengers. This was the startling scene aboard Carnival’s Sunshine in the early hours of its return voyage to Miami, where an alleged dispute over chicken tenders spiraled into a full-blown melee.
A Food Queue Turns Into a Fight Zone
The incident unfolded around 2 a.m. on a Monday, the final day of the Sunshine’s journey, which had departed from Miami, made stops in the Bahamas, and was heading back to Florida coast. What began as a line for food quickly escalated into a violent clash, with passengers reportedly throwing punches, kicking, and slamming each other to the floor, as reported by The Sun. The melee was so intense that multiple security guards struggled to regain control, with one officer even retreating to call for backup as shoes flew through the air.
According to the New York Post, Mike Terra, a Bronx-based content creator who happened to be on the ship, captured jaw-dropping footage of the chaos. His video shows a dozen or more passengers, both men and women, engaged in the violent scrap. Some were caught in headlocks, others sprawled on the floor after being hit. The scene was so wild that bystanders could be heard demanding to know where security was, highlighting the overwhelming nature of the fight.
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Tribal dispute.
Do cruise lines have brigs? Just asking.
Yep!!
Can Captain Stubing hold Article 15’s for anyone who threatens the good order and discipline of his vessel? Bread and water for minor offenses, keelhaul for serious offenders.
That would be quite a punishment being keel hauled on a cruise ship. It seems unsurvivable to me.
Stubing would have to order the armory opened and fire arms released before he would be able to wrangle that crowd. It is quite likely that the crowd exceeded the size of their entire security guard force. Most ships have less than 10 guards.
Some dreadlocks were caught in headlocks? No wigs or weaves were hurt in the attempt to get the last piece of chicken.
I don’t think this is what carnival meant when they said make yourself at home.
Tumbleweave… as a Recruiter years ago, I stopped by a school I usually neglected, where the retired 1SG JROTC instructor pointed out some weave just blowing across the walkway. There’d been a big fight just before I got there, it seemed. That was one of a couple of Baton Rouge schools I covered; the other was in a rural area. Funny, but the other school and the independent districts I covered didn’t have the ghettofabulous fight clubs.
Drive around some of the County roads in Prince George’s County Sunday morning and count the hair extensions littering the shoulders of the byways. Just watch out for the fake nails, most cars have only one spare tire.
Carnival Crusie Lines
Bringing the ghetto out to sea.
Last Carnival Cruise ship I was on was the Ecstasy down to Baja California, with a stopover at the Catalina Island. It was a pretty good time (Please, hold the drug paraphernalia jokes unless they’re really funny. I’ve heard plenty recounting this story).
Speaking of Catalina Island, how about
“26 Miles” (Santa Catalina) by the Four Preps 1957.
Happy to oblige:
Oh my! Note to self – no chicken tenders at 2am for this old man.
Don’t know if this would make a difference to prevent any future Carnival food fights, but maybe a ten year ban on any future Carnival cruises for all of those involved would be appropriate here.
Or else they pay double (non refundable) price for their tickets (to pay for any damages)
Probably the first and only cruise they have ever been on. Willing to bet that at least 15% of the individuals involved in this chicken tender moment took out a car title loan to finance it.
Judge Judy used to run commercials for Title Max where an individual of a particular demographic was lamenting that she did not have enough money to finance her vacation, then the announcer suggested taking out a car title loan. It never occurs to that if she can’t afford the vacation now, how will taking out a title loan at 39% interest ever be paid off? When Hack was growing up, if Poppa Stone didn’t have the money to take the Stoners down to the Jersey Shore, the Stoners were not going to the Jersey Shore.
And the gray part of these international cruises is when they return to port in Florida, their passports are scanned, and anyone with an outstanding warrant is taken into custody. By the time the get out of the hoosegow, the car title loan company has already taken possession of their piece of shit car.
Guaranteed income for the repo tow truck guys!
Makes one wonder if the title loan company doesn’t have a tow company as a subsidiary. And an impound lot as another subsidiary. The income protential is almost endless.
You know they do. A perpetual loop.
Fo snizzle.
Ign’ant.
“Carnival”
I’ll admit the cruise lines have gotten a lot of my cash over the years. Part of why they’ve gotten so much is because I refuse to go on Carnival anymore.
If you go to Carnival, you are bound to see clowns.
Do they partner with Spirit Airlines? On Spirit Airlines, the inflight entertainment consists of two morbidly obese women fighting over the overhead bin storage.
Word.
This is going to come across as wrayciss, but my observation is based on decades of living in and around predominantly darker areas, including a few weeks as the Token White kid in an overcrowded and soon-to-be condemned juvenile detention facility.
Don’t get between certain demographics and their food, particularly when that food used to peck for grubs and strut around the yard*. Lower-class hyphenated Americans will fight and even kill for their chicken. Just ask the unfortunate Popeyes customer in MD back in 2019: Maryland man found guilty in fatal stabbing at Popeyes over chicken sandwich line-cutter, prosecutors say | Fox News.
It’s something almost primal to witness, but when a group gathers and there’s an argument, it often comes down to blows or worse, with active, less active, and passive participants. You’ve got the sluggers, stabbers, and shooters. You’ve got the hype men (and women), who sometimes look for targets of opportunity but mostly keep their hands clean. Then you’ve got the onlookers who do the rational thing: pull out their cameras and start recording what they hope will become a viral video.
Me? I’m the wrong guy to be anywhere near such an altercation. The second I sense a little disturbance in the Force, I look for an exit. It’s not worth life, limb, eyesight, or prison if/when the mob decides that the “White Boy” is a collective target.
That said, some of the best chicken out there is in the parts of town where I’m once again the Token…
*I learned early in life to avoid the chicken coop, when I pedaled my Dukes of Hazzard car into ours. I was maybe three at the time but still remember those territorial birds flying into me. I’d rather brawl on a cruise ship than piss off a bunch of chickens again.
The fucked up part of that Popeye’s stabbing is that Homie Memorial was erected about four doors away from the Popeye’s, probably where he ended up dying. Mylar balloons, candles, Teddy Bears and some juice containers occupied two parking spots in front of that establishment for about 4 months. If the guy renting that store tried to remove that crap, they would have looted his store then burn it down.
No, I hear ya, dude. (Grew up in the much the same situation, albeit without a JDH stay, here.) Juneteenth (a.k.a. “Black Spring Break”) weekend in neighboring Virginia Beach… well, that scene on carnival reminded of it– hormones would get the better of teenagers/college students and folk would be whuppin’ ass over nothing (usually in some food/drink venue) in numerous incidents up and down the beach strip that adults of all colors derided as “f*cking ignorant” behavior. I’m sure it was a dire crisis for guys/girls without the perspective of life experience every time, but…
I thought that the video was taking place in chicago then realized it wasn’t since I didn’t hear any gun fire…
Or a health organization’s food distribution effort in a third world country.
The Gaza chow lines aren’t the same chow lines that I stood on aboard the LPH-3 with the Master At Arms screaming Ass holes to belly buttons. This was before Women served aboard Navy ships. Mess got a Nay award for the chow and operation.
I left out the letter E on the above Naye mess award.
“…screaming Ass holes to belly buttons.”
The most effective (and funny) way to ensure that Trainees are seated in bleachers are the maximum efficiency is to have them get “nut to butt”, then execute a Left, Face! I guess the human body tends to be wider than it is thick (at least on young Army Trainees), so it’s…interesting…watching them try to sit before the Drills get more agitated.
I thought the command was “heels to toes and nuts to butts.”
(^__^)
People are trying to be more sensitive– although “C*nts and nuts to butts, now, sh*theads!” may be getting said out there somewhere.
Makes you wonder what the fuck they would for a Klondike Bar.
I’ll do some seriously sketchy shit for Jeep parts…
Let go of my Eggo, bitch!
I’d walk a mile for a Camel.
“Call for Philip Morriiiiiiis.”
…or McRib from McD’s.
Forget the Klondike Bar, but I’d do some really sketchy shit for booze & bacon!
It was a bit difficult to hear but when the Security Guard put the walkie talkie up to his mouth he said “We’re gonna need some more honey mustard down here STAT.”
Reason #912 why I will never go on a cruise.
My retired Boomer parents cruise twice a year, but they sail ‘Celebrity’ because their price-point eliminates err ensures err keeps the riff-raff out.
Just don’t take the bargain cruises with Carnival…I know what that sounds like, but Carnival decided it wasn’t competing on luxury aspects of cruising so it would compete on simply packing the boat with whomever it could get by becoming the dollar general of cruising…shorter cruises, older vessels…the clientele reflects these choices.
Buy one get on free Gin and Juices!
It’s a carnival after all apparently…complete with freak show.
They should make them clean the ship from bow to stern.
Not jus’-dat, but there are videos of the “Hoes” stopping the glass elevators just so they can twerk in them while being watched among other things, market to the ghetto crowd, become the ghetto.
20 years of doing circles and punching holes in the ocean, no mas on cruises for me.
First of all, any seasoned ER Nurse will tell you, nothing good happens after midnight.
Second, who the h*** goes to the buffet at 0200?
The ship need to pass out Mid-Rats after 22:00. Balcony on stale bread, a packet of mayonnaise, a 6 ounce carton of expired warm milk and a rotten apple.
Sorry being late to this thread but I couldn’t resist:
Boats and Hoes!
Step Brothers: Boats & Hoes Music Video (Will Ferrell, John C. Reilly Scene)