My own personal belief on the subject is that the combination of beer and wings is more akin to the catholic communion. I eat the body and blood of my lord, Ser Hot Sauce of the Fried Poultry Mountains, defender of stouts and porters everywhere.
*cheers
oh, the positive (?) influence of the refined woman
I’ve eaten a goose’s liver Sara, A GOOSE’S LIVER. (its seriously awesome you should try it)