Flavor Flav, the erstwhile VH1 reality star who once upon a time was a serious rap icon, has a new form of income to fund his oversize clock pendant addiction: he has opened his first fried chicken restaurant. I suppose it makes sense, what with his first name being “Flavor.”
Flav’s Fried Chicken opens Monday in Clinton, Iowa. Flav has been there preparing for the launch and told the Clinton Herald he’ll visit often for promotions and even work the fryer.
Flav says it’s the first in a chain that stemmed from the 99 cent wings he served at Mama Cimino in Las Vegas [see video below - Ed.]. His business partner is the brother of that restaurant’s owner. [WFTV]
My favorite part about this story? At no point did I have to watch Flav make out with a drunk Brigitte Nielsen.
I would have liked to see him come up with a better name than Flav’s Fried Chicken, though. If he’d just boasted that his chicken tastes better while costing less than other restaurants’, he could have called it Savor Save.
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This explains his new song, “11 Herbs and Spices is a Joke.”
He should have named his restaurant The Chickendome, so he could say Welcome to the Chickendome.
Two comments in, and still nothing racist? I’m shocked.
I took a picture of the Flava Flav Chicken sign in vegas…
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Matt, nothing racist but two Public Enemy references so we got that going for us.
It Takes A Nation of Millions to Hold Our Chicken Back
Clinton, Iowa is the “Fried Chicken Stores Owned by 80s-Era Rappers” Capital of the World.
Me: Ok, Flav, let me get this straight. You want to open up a fried chicken restaurant, right?
Flav: Yes sir I do.
Me: And you’ll probably have a bevy of delicious side dishes like green beans, mac & cheese, and cole slaw?
Flav: That’s how we do.
Me: I gotcha, I gotcha. Sounds good. Now, just where will you open up this fantastic little treasure? Long Island? Harlem? Bed-Stuy?
Flav: Clinton, Iowa.
Me: Where are all those venture capitalists running off to?
Flav: Zip it up… and zip it out!
I find the word “Flav” offensive. Please change the name of the restaurant to “Slave’s Fried Chicken.”
Eh, I’m a bit of a health nut so I’ll be over at Third Bass-ters.
*bowties spins, pulls corn cob out of butt*
I’d rather go to Eminem’s Cracker Shack.
@Burnsy, you get the gas face for that one.
Eazy E also planned to open a chicken restaurant but he got AIDS instead.
Watermelon. Collared Greens. Pig’s Feet. Chitlins. All available on his value menu.
Next Flav is going down to Destin, Florida to open up a shop selling floating devices called YEEEAH BUOYYYYS
Goes great with grape soda.
Oh, Grimey wins.
When asked about his breading mixture, Flav said “fight the flour!”
/groans
//books three nights at the Dew Drop Inn in the Catskills
House of Pain have opened a S & M fetish club. Don’t know what they’ve called it though. Maybe Shenanigans.
Snoop Dogg’s fried chicken is heavy on herb.
Vanilla Ice cooks his chicken under pressure but David Bowie did it first.
P Diddy nearly ventured into the fast food business but his business partners got tired of all his empty yeah, uh huh, yeah, eh eh, uh huhs.
Flav working the fryer is supposed to make me want to eat there?
Chuck D meanwhile is opening up a Vietnames pho restaurant specializing in cow intestine – Don’t Believe its Tripe!
Don’t Believe the Type(casting)
Glenn Beck is opening a Fried Chicken restaurant, too. It’s called Whites (Meat) Only.
The 7-piece bucket is cold lampin’ with flavor.
WTF, that is like 30 min away from me.
When someone tried to order a burger, Flav reportedly shook his head sadly and said, “I can’t do nuttin’ for you, man.”
“You want $6 for what?!”
“Taste! How Low Can You Go?” - Chuck D ordering off the value menu
Those better be fuckin’ huge wings, for $.99 each.