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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Buffalo Wild Wings Bitchfest

Well let me, Dick the third, start this post out by critiquing the wings at our local Buffalo Wild Wings. The wings themselves were very juicy, but severely lacked on the crisp factor. Usually me and the black gordo tend to prefer crispier wings, because of our black side, and BWW's wings are about a 4 on the crisp scale. In terms of flavors, BWW is pretty limited, but all in all their sauces are pretty satisfactory. In the end I would really only go there if I were in an economic pinch, but when I'm a little broke it's the next best thing to LP.



That being said, I'd like to paint a picture on just what went down last friday when me, young scoot0r, and Virginia GG Mead attended BWW. As we sat down, both of these hood rats ordered water, while I absent mindedly ordered 2 bottles of rozay. As our nice young wait0r came out to take our food order, I, being a man, ordered 50 wings: 10 mild buffalo (for Grace Garland), 10 desert heat, 10 mango habenero, 10 blazin, and 10 hot garlic. All of the afformentioned flav0rs were fairly on point, except for desert heat: a dry rub that doesn't belong on wings. As i calmly downed my lion's share of the wings (26), young scooty managed to force down a mere 12, only 6 more than the hipster did. As I explained to him how much of a bitch he was being for eating 12, he shouted about how he'd just eaten a little bowl of oatmeal and his little tummy was full. Ever since I've been thinking about impeaching him from Gordoville, but I'm giving him a chance to redeem himself next time. And btw, I owe no one 8 dollars.

NEW: Meme of the day coming soon!

With Young Scooty and I's busy schedules and (scooty's) dwindling money, gordoville will probably not be as frequent as we'd like this summer. to counter that we'll have memes up close to everyday. This one is a shoutout to the creepiest (and most homosexual) morrocan terrorist/midget porn star I know: Neil the Seil.

Another gordoville post is coming soon!

Monday, June 13, 2011

Our trip to Wild Wing Cafe

On friday the third of June me and young Dicky decided to go to our local wild wing cafe.  Along with our faithful lackey Virginia Grace Garland Mead we celebrated the last full day of junior year in style.  We decided to go a little crazy celebrating and ordered fries along with our wings.  Me and Dick III shared a 25 wing sampler with an assortment of some of our favorite flavors.  We got 5 hot wings 5 Chernobyl wings 5 Garlic! Garlic! Garlic! wings 5 Wild West wings and 5 Gold Rush wings.  Overall I quit enjoyed the wings we ordered a nice mixture and they were all to the highest standard of cuisine.  My only complaint is the horrible service from our butch waitress who had a crush on Gigi. As we waited for our food we lol'd a couple times at some of the funny names they had for drinks.  While me and Butty started to eat our wings and kill our orders of fries Gigi was so distracted by flirting with the waitress she couldn't even finish her 12.  Before we left I went down to the bathroom and Diana threw a little neck.  After Diana washed her mouth we went upstairs and Diana took young Gig home.  Of course buddy didn't have any money so I had to pay for him and to this day he owes me 8 dollars and Gigi owes me 89 cents.  Because of the horrible service we decided to not leave the waitress a tip but I believe Virginia did leave her number.  Overall it was a pretty good experience at Wild Wings with some great dessert from Diana.