Apropos to the BBQ Pit

The BBQ Pit
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I just got off a long shift delivering pizzas. It was constantly busy, so I didn’t get a chance to eat. Finally, I was asked to check out at 11pm. I started an order of wings and labeled a box “AWB’s BBQ Wings”. Halfway through checking out, JJ (another driver) joked to me, “I’m going to put your wings through the oven again.” I didn’t want them well done, so I told him not to. He boxed them up instead. As I left, I grabbed my wings off the heat rack, then two packets of Ranch dressing.

I got home, famished, thinking about some sweet BBQ wings. I open the Ranch packets and squeeze them into a bowl. I open up the box, but the wings look strange. Then I realize: “There’s no @!#?@! BBQ sauce on these wings!” JJ forgot to sauce them!

I could only manage to eat 5 plain wings, and I am still very hungry.

When I see JJ again, I’m going to give him such a pinch! :smiley:

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BBq sauce AND ranch dressing?? Ewwww

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I had even made it to the grossness of that combination. I was still stuck on the part about dipping chicken in ranch dressing. Blecch!.

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I concur. You know nothing about chicken wings. For homework, place an order with these fine folks: http://www.anchorbar.com/

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I’m also strangely fascinated by the use of “sauce” as a verb.

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You’ve never sauced anyone?

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  1. Imagine the people that actually pay for hot wings and get that shit…that sucks.

  2. I quit smoking tonight and not in the mood to put up with such petty crap :wink: don’t worry about me, I am pissy but I hey, look for me around the Pit…if you don’t like it then say it here and now because I will not pay attention…fuck I need a smoke…grrrrrrrrrrrrrr

BTW, pizza sucks and so does any food not prepared by my friends or family. If you need cooking lessons, let me know as i can remedy that.

God I need a fuckin smoke…UGH…

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Abandon all pretenses of reason and grammar; enter the cranky oral fixative. I would like to try some food that doesn’t suck, have your friends and family whip me up something.