Skip to comments.Heart Attack Grill spokesman dies from heart attack
Posted on 02/12/2013 11:51:00 AM PST by Para-Ord.45
The second unofficial spokesman for the Heart Attack Grill in downtown Las Vegas has died from an apparent heart attack.
John Alleman suffered a heart attack last week as he waited at the bus stop in front of the restaurant, located inside the Neonopolis at Fremont Street and Las Vegas Boulevard.
Alleman was taken off life support shortly after 1 p.m. on Monday, said restaurant owner Jon Basso. He was 52.
"He lived a very full life,"
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>>THAT scores a 10 on the Alannis Morriset Irony scale! <<
Since there is not a single ironic tale in her song, she should check this story out.
I am rethinking open my “Bludgeoned Slowly to Death” Grill restaurant chain.
That is the ultimate irony, she wrote a song entitled “isn’t it ironic?” and didn’t manage to come up with a single example - that scored a 10 also!
“Isn’t it ironic?”
“Don’t you think?”
No, I don’t.
“A little too ironic”
Unfortunate doesn’t equal ironic!
I've seen the day when I may have been able to eat one (Past tense). The older I get, the less I eat, I'm 67 now and buffets are a waste of money for me..
I'd go into a buffet and eat a couple platefuls and debate whether to go back for the third, knowing that if I ate the third heaping plateful, I might not be able to eat a whole plateful of desert.
Ugh... strong family history too. I have seen healthy looking folks who take care of themselves get taken out by their first heart attack too. Might as well enjoy life, mortality rate 100 percent. I think I would rather go out eating a steak than wasting away from other diseases. The first guy died of strep pneumo... lots of that going around, usually as a secondary event.
Too bad Morisette doesn’t know the difference between irony and simile.
I like it when bad people get set on fire.
Irony: The Mark of Quality Literature
My brother relabeled the song “things that suck.”
I would have to make at least four meals out of that monster! Fries aren’t done enough, either.
Police, anxious to iron out things related to this attack, and get to the heart of the matter, grilled the restaurant owner.
Yes, this one guy weighed 180 pounds, and yes, he died of a heart attack.
Try this for comparison: “Anyone can get AIDS.”
One of my favorite rules of thumb is that the term “irony” is misused, often because of simple laziness, more than 90% of the time. What they are really trying to describe is usually coincidence; “poetic justice” would be next.
A little skimpy on the fries there...
At least they’ll never be accused of false advertising!
I was in Vegas a few weeks ago and saw the place. They have a scale out front and if you weigh over 350 you eat free!
What they didn’t mention was that he was doing fine, until one of the Grill’s “slutty nurse waitresses” gave him a lap dance.
Regardless of cardiovascular ailments the older I get the less I like greasy foods like bacon, breakfast sausage, salami and the like however I will never be a total vegan subsisting on ‘rabbit food only’. Plus I’d like to stay away from hospitals and expensive medical costs. I’d like to die in my sleep when the Lord calls me and avoid all that mess but a massive, fatal MI isn’t too bad of a 2nd exit option.