Yeah..that sucks.
I'm all for a good barroom brawl. And Barbara Lee's has that dive-joint feel about it. But when people begin dying and children have to grow up, not knowing thier fathers = too much.
I love me some BLee's. This won't keep me from showing up, at 4:10 am to get down on-like half the menu! Seriously, they look at me like I'm crazy when I order. Like, 'where's your friend?'
I always look back at them like 'what?' I know in the back of my mind I am eating for a familly of 4- at 4.
And I always clean my plate- that's why I am there to begin with. It's just time to get down on some BLee's and I'll take the left-half of the menu, thank you!
So funny, yet so true!

EDIT: Oh Yeah! My other rule is 'never break the glassware.' Bottles, fine. It just costs too dang much and the effort for humanity to produce these vessels is too much to waste on random silliness. Otherwise, knock each other out- it'll be fun to watch!