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Buffalo wings!
12 years ago
Something I remembered a while ago, but I've been saving it for a special night.
When I was little, my parents would get pizza. A lot. We had a traditional pizza night when we could afford it, every Tuesday we'd get something from Little Caesars if we could. We ate there so often that we even somehow got a little puppet doll of their mascot character, before the business packed up and moved out of town.
Occasionally though, we'd have to get pizza somewhere else, somewhere where they apparently sold buffalo wings. And me being the silly little thing I was thought that you had to get buffalo wings from actual buffalos!
My little ears had also picked up one day that buffalo just happened to be near extinct. I slowly put two and two together and then cried for hours because people were hunting buffalos for their wings! They couldn't do that. Buffalos needed their wings, just like Pegasus and the birds! They were clearly going extinct because people were hunting them for their wings.
Nobody dared to correct me on that.
Anytime somebody mentioned they were ordering buffalo wings, I used to glare at them so menacingly. They were the villain. They were the reason there were no more beautiful buffalo flying through the pure blue sky.
It wasn't until years later that I learned what a buffalo was through a book on Native Americans.
When I was little, my parents would get pizza. A lot. We had a traditional pizza night when we could afford it, every Tuesday we'd get something from Little Caesars if we could. We ate there so often that we even somehow got a little puppet doll of their mascot character, before the business packed up and moved out of town.
Occasionally though, we'd have to get pizza somewhere else, somewhere where they apparently sold buffalo wings. And me being the silly little thing I was thought that you had to get buffalo wings from actual buffalos!
My little ears had also picked up one day that buffalo just happened to be near extinct. I slowly put two and two together and then cried for hours because people were hunting buffalos for their wings! They couldn't do that. Buffalos needed their wings, just like Pegasus and the birds! They were clearly going extinct because people were hunting them for their wings.
Nobody dared to correct me on that.
Anytime somebody mentioned they were ordering buffalo wings, I used to glare at them so menacingly. They were the villain. They were the reason there were no more beautiful buffalo flying through the pure blue sky.
It wasn't until years later that I learned what a buffalo was through a book on Native Americans.
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You're precious.
