New York City ice cream men are apparently pretty territorial about their spots. Last week two frozen treat dispensers got into a street brawl over truck positioning and branding that would have made Ken and Ryu blush.
Here’s a video of the attack. Warning — off-color language and violence are herein:
Ice Cream Truck Turf War Leads To Violence [NYC the Blog via Huffington Post]
(Thanks, Artemis!)








Skip to 1:55 to see the actual fight and skip the kid talking to the camera….
“Uhhh somebody get the police”
why do people (always seems to be a woman stopping these in the videos we see) ALWAYS have to break up cool fights and rants with “blah balh stop it stop it, police help”
How embarrassing is it to get beat up by Mr. Softee?
One of the trucks pulls away as the fight breaks out… Did someone steal the truck or is the fight not what the videographer presents it as?
I thought the same thing, haha.
Some ice cream trucks have a driver and a server, two people to a truck. Could have been the server wa the guy in the fight, and the driver of the other truck is the one that booked it, ditching his buddy.
Did someone steal the other truck? where’d it go?
Two man enter, one man freeze.
Ice Cream. Serious business.
Sorry, not impressed. Compared to the Ice Cream Wars this is pretty low key
“I wanted an ICE CREAM sandwich, not a knuckle sandwich!”
Booo
Ken and Ryu? Pfft. SONIC BOOM!
Mentioned to one of the bread delivery guys just today that if America continues down this collapsing path, his truck will become a target of the hungry and armed…
His response: ‘Yea. Never thought of that…’
You know how to spread the sunshinge, don’t ya?
You know how to spread the sunshine, don’t ya?
And he probably totally took your advice seriously and thought about maybe armoring his bread truck and buying a few guns to carry along with him on deliveries. That, or he just thought you were the creepy apocalyptic survivalist guy that every neighborhood has. I don’t know, tough call.
I went to the supermarket today. I asked for a special conference with the manager. I told him that America’s inevitable demise will create a nation of starved, murderous masses armed to the teeth with all the latest in superweaponry that our military industrial complex forced us to foolishly buy before the collapse. I told him that stores like his would be the first to be besieged by these starving madmen, that he would find himself under artillery and mortar fire the second he clicked on the at open sign. And if the store were open 24 hours, then God help him, they would come in the dead of night, slaughter all the workers, and fight barefisted in the meat department until the strongest emerged victorious. He would eat the meats and sodas of the supermarket, and the locals would call him the God King. They would worship his supplies of dairy and Fruit by the Foot, and they would bring him offerings of gasoline and gift cards to places he liked to shop.
Funny, hot dog/pretzel vendors in Washington DC are just as cut-throat.
Morons. They deserve each other, and prosecution. Why did the cameraman wait until the fighting actually started to stop filming though?
apparently Mr. Softee ain’t soft yo
If we all work together, we can just get most of these out of the way pretty quickly. Ugh, here we go:
That’s no way to say ICE to meet you
Wow! That’s one way to break the ICE
Ice cream? No, YOU gonna scream in a second
That wasn’t very ICE of him
You just got ICED by Mr. Softee
That’s all I can do. I feel like I’m about to die.
It was a very slow Consumerist news day…..
I’m most bothered by the kid saying they’re in Lincoln Center … It’s Columbus Circle.