A week ago I ordered a 35 piece family wing combo. It consisted of 35 wings[3 flavors] fries and veggie sticks. I looked at the order and thought, " No problem!"... The lady was gonna eat 10 leaving the remaining 25 for me. Childs play. I breezed through the first ten like it was nothing. I started to slow down at seventeen. By the time I hit twenty one, I was feeling a bit heavy. I finished the twenty five pieces and ate another two she couldn't eat. It was a champion move. Even though I felt like vomiting after, it is proof that I am the MAN aforementioned. This week I am going for 35 pieces, solo!
-Cinista.
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