A Young Man Named "Young Dolph" Was Robbed Of $500,000 While He Ate A Meal At Luxury Restaurant "Cracker Barrel"

Fox - Rapper Young Dolph’s car was broken into while he ate at a metro Atlanta Cracker Barrel last week, and thieves made off with roughly $500,000 of jewelry and other belongings.

The Memphis artist, born Adolph Thornton, told police the thieves smashed the window of his custom camouflage Mercedes-Benz G-Class SUV in the restaurant’s parking lot on Wednesday. They made off with a Richard Mille watch worth $230,000, a Patek Phillipe watch costing approximately $85,000 and two diamond chains worth a respective $57,000 and $27,000.

In addition to the jewelry, Thornton told police he was also robbed of two pairs of Cartier sunglasses, worth $24,000 and $700, a glock firearm, an Apple Macbook, iPad and Airpods, and a Pirelli backpack.

He added that $2,000 in cash was also missing after the heist.

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Ah yes, Young Dolph. A phenomenal person. A great entertainer, a great philosopher, and a philanthropist up there with Bill Gates.* I don’t know why, but it seems trouble seems to follow him and it just ain’t right. He’s been shot at multiple times, and was shot twice during the second shooting. And now he’s being stalked and followed and can’t even enjoy a meal at the Cracker Barrel without $500,000 worth of goods being stolen from his car.

You ever been to a Cracker Barrel? It’s the epitome of comfort food. You wait for your table by sitting in rocking chairs and playing checkers, and then you get to your table and get some sweet tea and home cooked meals and everything is just delightful. You play that little game with the pegs and try to pronounce ignoramus the way they spell it out.

So there you are sipping your tea, jumping pegs, eating eggs, smelling the bacon in the air, maybe you got a thick bowl of oatmeal, possibly some waffles, and next thing you know, your god damn car is being broken into. That’s not what the Cracker Barrel experience is supposed to be. Not even a little bit. It upsets me to even think about. The place you’re supposed to be happiest and most relaxed is now the place you tie to losing your $230,000 Richard Mille watch.

Sidenote: I don’t know much about watches so I Google searched Richard Mille watch and holy freaking moly, my friends. This is the first one I clicked on, completely randomly:

How much is 964,000 British pounds, you ask?

I don’t know, my iPhone tells time pretty well for a fraction of that cost.

But I digress. My thoughts and my prayers are with Young Dolph. Can’t even get some hotcakes anymore without losing half a million. Tough out there.

Other sidenote: I didn’t realize people still named their kids “Adolph”. It’s an alternate spelling but still, you can’t just go around naming your kid Adolph.

There are a TRILLION other names out there. Just skip the Adolph. You’re starting things off well behind the 8 ball and not even giving him a chance when you name him Adolph.

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(Note: I actually have no idea what type of person he is but I did just read his Wikipedia and I think it’d be in my best interest to side with Young Dolph in most cases. If he’s actually a bad person that’s on me and I take it back.)