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| Hours: | Join Us For Our Sat Night Prime Rib Buffet 5:30pm-8:30pm,Or Our Fabulous Sunday Brunch 10am-2pm,Open |
| Categories: | Bars & Pubs, Fast Food, Banquet Rooms, Carry Out & Take Out, All Bars, Pubs, & Clubs, Restaurants, Catering Services |
| Payment: | Diners Club, American Express, MasterCard, Visa |
| Specialities: | Delivery Available, Banquet & Meeting Rooms, Quality Catering, Catering Banquets All Occasions 30-3 000, Wet Your Whistle, Turkey, Spaghetti, Souper Soups, Service Up To 3000, Sandwiches, Salad Creations |
| Cuisine: | Fast Food |
| Reservations Policy: | None |
Homesyle american food, in a lovely setting, we drive from kansas often, hope u guys are around another 40 years! Ron and Kelly
I have a theory about people who don't like Chances R.
Here's my theory:
Those who don't like Chances R are lost malcontents, lacking in taste buds, cheaters at cards, suffering from toenail fungas, troubled by nose hair and, worst of all, fans of Dick Cheney.
Chances R is a great American institution. It's an expression of what makes our great country so great. It's a soothing oasis.
If you want to criticize this fantastic restaurant, go right ahead. Just know that you are exposing yourself as an idiot.
And, by the way, Some Guy, please quit crawling around on the floor looking for chicken scraps. That kind of behavior is beneath even you.
I live in Cheyenne Wy and have been to Chances R many times and have always had the best time there. Who would ever think you could find such a fine place as this is in York Neb. Great food great people I recommend it to every one I know going in that direction. Ray and Shirley Rock.
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Some Guy - Now that you've arrived at my review, I'm warning you: Don't say nothing about this finely crafted critque or I will - and this is a promise - turn you into the authorities for your evil ways. You know and I know about your obsessive love for cat food and the despicable way you've been serving catfood-laden meat loaf to your mama all these years. If you comment, you will soon hear sirens, my friend. By the way, Bozo was ticked off that I compared him to you, you catfood-eating jive turkey. And don't you dare sneak into Chances R and crawl around under diners' tables, hoping to eat some of the chicken that falls on the floor.