…what CAN you do?

Hello Hoopeeans and lurkers. It is time once again for me to say stuff that is not important but is valuable.

As you can see the site is looking swell. But, what I really want to says is, I like to eat hot wings. I love them pretty spicy, but not so hot that all it does is just burn the shit out of my tongue. While I do enjoy the easy access that the boneless kind afford, there is something magical about the regular good old wings. You know the ones, with the bones and the dark meat and the skin. MmMm skiiinnnnn. ::drool::

I have 2 things I need when I eat wings, and anything else is unacceptable:
1) Blue Cheese dressing. NO RANCH ALLOWED. Ranch is white trash ketchup and should be banned.
2) Celery sticks. A must have. The crunchy cool texture is a nice balance. No carrots here, celery or death.

The only real problem is this… they are bad for me, both calorie intake, and to my poor belly. Every time I eat them, my belly grumbles and growls and screams at me. Why can’t it just let me enjoy my beloved wings dammit?

We have this place by me called Wings To Go who has pretty good wings. I like their Extra Hot or Suicide sauces depending on my mood. But sometimes, I like the Hot with a mix of the garlic butter sauce. I know, it’s blasphemy, but that’s how I roll.

All this talk about hot wings is so making me want some monkey sex.

Have a good day, and eat your wings, mother bitches.

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