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I need to ask you an important question:

Traditional or boneless wings?

No, no, no

Not that question, but it does have to do with it.

Our mother’s teach us to have a spine

Our father’s teach us to act like men and not let people walk all over us

Our heroes show us to have courage and make the right choice not the easy one

So why then does our mouths tell us to eat what is the easiest to devour?

Why do our teeth want to chomp down on the exact opposite what we are told to be?

We don’t want bones, backbones we ought to have, to get in the way of our pleasure.

Why is that?

Because this time,

this time

we are the

bullies who beat up the nerds with no spine

this time

we are the

bosses who walk all over their employees

this time

we are the

ones who destroy and not rescue.

I am not saying traditional wings are better by any means,

but next time you go out to Buffalo Wild Wings

what does the sauce all over your face really mean?