People and wings...
#1. Surprised they didn't use a fork and knife. They have no business eating wings. Why are they here?
#2. Goes along with friends, doesn't really eat wings... but goes along to fit in. Keeps up the appearence of fitting in. Hides the bones in used napkins, so not to be criticized.
#3 They enjoy wings but don't like getting their hands or face, saucy. Every bite requires 3 napkins.
#4. Truly enjoys wings, every bite, licks the sauce off their fingers, then wipes their face with their fingers, then licks their fingers again. Who needs napkins?
#3 They enjoy wings but don't like getting their hands or face, saucy. Every bite requires 3 napkins.
#4. Truly enjoys wings, every bite, licks the sauce off their fingers, then wipes their face with their fingers, then licks their fingers again. Who needs napkins?
#5. Just like #4, but to the extreme, after enjoying every bite, and enjoys the sauce where ever it can be found, they just can't help but g'nawing the bone. It's that primordial instinct handed down over a thousands and thousands of years (it's in the DNA)... this completely heightens the degree of satisfaction. Oh, wait, that's me.
BUT WAIT... my wife says I'm a "6".
I asked why. She said #6, after all the wings are gone, that I would use my finger to wipe the sauce left on the plate, then lick my finger. Repeat until all the sauce is gone, or she takes the plate away from me.
Go figure.
