Popular enough - so fuck off. Sorry - I'm sort of still kicked in the ass from last night. Anyways, people had been asking me when I was going to set up another week of wings. They never ask, "hey -I'm going to set up a week of wings - which days can you make it?" They all claim to have wives and responsibilities and all this other gay shit. Actually, they have never claimed that - they most likely don't want to step on my toes. Maybe I come across as a territorial bastard. Maybe they think all I have going for me is the ability to plan a week of eating chicken wings. I guess that is what I do best - enable. Well, fake (non)existential crisis aside, here we are. This year I'm actually going to do things less half-assed. It'll still be half assed - just less so. (No - that doesn't make 3/4ths of an ass or any other ass fraction.) Case in point - we have this website, to allow for these nonsensical ramblings, and we even half bitching t-shirts this year. We're way ahead of the game.
So - on to the skinny about the week of wings. We go out M-F and eat wings and drink beer. The more consumed the better. Someone will post something dumb about each place, maybe along with some pictures. Since this is the interwebs - I'm going to refer to everyone by some lame nickname. Also - since this came out on SNL - we won't be punching each other this year. It is too commercial and is now wholly owned alternatively by the liberal media/big corporations and the military-industrial complex.
So - off we go...
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