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Ric Flair Went Full Nature Boy And Got Into A Heated Argument With A Restaurant Manager After He Was Cut Off From The Bar

First of all, I can only imagine the type of shit restaurant managers have to deal with in a given day, let alone restaurant managers that work in Florida that has as much lunatics and fuck ups as it does sunshine. However, no matter how much nonsense you go through, nothing can prepare you for getting into an argument with the stylin', profilin', limousine riding, jet flying, kiss stealing, wheelin' and dealin' son of a gun!

I mean how do you possibly win an argument who can riff like this?

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Now look, I always defend people in the service industry and this manager is no different since I imagine telling any retired star wrestler who lives in Florida that they are cut off is like kicking a hornets nest then trying to fuck it, let alone someone with the war stories of Ric Flair. 

But you gotta give Ric some credit for turning back the clock and telling that lady he was going to give her a one thousand dollar tip just to tell the guy to kiss his ass. Pure Nature Boy uncut from the gut without any script or rehearsals (I better not hear that he welched on that tip either or else the entire Naitch persona is dead in my eyes).

It's also not every day a 75 year old is threatening someone more than half his age about how this argument is going to look on social media before the younger guy says he doesn't have social media. Everything in that exchange was a paradox, as was Flair saying he didn't cuss at the manager before saying he'd kick his ass, called him a dipshit, and was trying to make some sort of pun with the word Pussy that simply didn't land.

Regardless of what you think of Flair or the manager, I think we can all agree that the biggest loser was this mamaluke.

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If you are going to challenge someone to a fight, you gotta say with your chest. Instead, Ric looked at this guy like he was the Brooklyn Brawler demanding a shot at the championship belt before he slunked away back into his marg on the rocks.