A duel?
Very well.
Sunday after the Bravos got their asses kicked by a bunch of boys from the land of Dubbya, a few of us went to a wing place. While Steve-O and I considered flavors and quantaties, the heckeling began.
“You can’t eat 20 wings” they said.
Clearly they didn’t understand what happens when a challenge is issued. Or, maybe they did and I played right into their hands.
Either way, never let it be said that Maigh cannot consume 20 wings.
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