Of Friends and Chicken Wings......

Last night after Southwind performed at Cape Girardeau, MO, the staff was ready for some fun and chicken wings. Buffalo Wild Wings was open. What ensued was hilarious! 

I like wings. I usually eat them mild, but a certain nameless colleague of mine—we’ll call

him JJ—dared me to eat one of his “blazing” flavored wings. Never one to back down from a challenge, I devoured that tasty treat in one bite. Proud of myself, I looked at JJ and said “what then?!?” as if I were declaring some kind of victory. Shoot. Ain’t no fool gonna tell me I can’t eat the hottest wing flavor on the menu. I ain’t no chump. You step to me, you better come correct! 

And then the burning began. A thousand yellow jacket stings on my lips would have felt like the balm  of Gilead compared to what I was feeling. At one point, I hiccuped and could feel the chair I was sitting in slowly start to melt. While I wondered how my children would fare without me in their lives  , I used the last bit of battery I had on my phone to text my insurance agent to verify that my life policies had the right benificiaries. 

 Not having a gall bladder, I knew this was only the beginning. All I wanted was some milk and some

Maalox.  Maybe some gaviscon. Heck, hot asphalt would have been better! As my eyelids began to sweat, and with a look of panic on my face—so I’m told—I demanded water from the waitress. Certain that global warming is actually due to blazing wings from BWW, and shocked that JJ was laughing at me, I had no choice but to wonder if our friendship was all based on a lie. I mean, who would do this to another person?!! Oh that’s right....the same person who then said “hey Nate, try this!”  And the fun began all over again....

Ah yes, good times!!