Good wings last night everyone. It makes me so happy to see everyone make it.

While you were at home sleeping, studying, blowing yourself, etc. we were having fun. Here is Mike D’s and I view from last night. What was yours?

It’s me. Beutel. STFU already.

First of all, let me just say it was good to be back at the world famous Monday Night Wings. God it was fucking amazing. Like tits on a tit. A tititses. It was that good.

It’s important to note that I was impressed no one skipped out on the greatest culinary/alcoholic achievement of modern times with an excuse of homework, work, girlfriends, shitty girlfriends, lame girlfriends, or anything mostly girlfriend related. Well done shitfarts, well done. You resisted the shit-slinging shit girls seem to toss at the holiest of traditions.

You live.

Secondly, I forgot the name of the fucking new guy engineer dude that was in danger of flunkshitting out of engineering school in the UofM engineering school of engineering, but he is the greatest addition to Monday Night Wings since the advent of flagging the shit out of people that fuck up. This man was the KG of wingers. That said, he wasn’t around for 10cent, Sprite refills and the glory days, but this man got game. With a stomach, liver and an early pride for the spirit of wings, I expect great things from MNW Guy X. Sorry X, I forgot your name. Keep it up, ballfucker, keep it up.

Finally, and on a completely unrelated note, I just flattened the best damn bottle of $1.99 wine on the whole fucking planet. Big Kahuna. If any of you treefuckers ever come out here to San Diego, we will buy a case and break bottles for fun because they are so cheap and good and fun to waste just because we can.

That is all. I’ll leave you with a picture that will make boners and hoo-has explode with equal intensity.