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Wing Week Finale night 7

Sunday morning I woke up feeling better than I have felt for a week and decided I needed to see the completion of Wing Week. I chanted to myself,

“Feel the rhythm,

Feel the rhyme,

Get on up! It’s Cool Runnings time!”

I popped some magic pills, drank a half bottle of Gatorade, strapped on my Jersey and I was off to meet Jon the Wing man out at Croxley’s Ale House in Farmingdale.

What a shit idea. I lasted about an hour and a half before my head wanted to explode. Nonetheless, we were there to see this to the end. And how glad I am to see this end.

Worst. Idea. Ever.

But according to Jon the wings were his second favorite compared to 1849′s yummy wings.

Pictures below. And a short video documenting our trials and tribulations will be up soon after I finish editing it.

Leave your feelings in the comments, re: How I deal with crossing off this list item. Popular consensus thus far is that it can be crossed off but must include a Roger Maris asterisk. Which I am fine with. But let me know how you feel.

Cheers!

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