You open the door and into the wild you go.

All you can hear is noise,

Noise mad by fans and announcers.

Its a Thursday night and you came to eat all you can.

I see a man approaching me in gray, yellow, and white.

"How many in your party today?" then followed by

"Follow me to your table."

Here I am, in Buffalo Wild Wings to for 69 cent boneless wings.

Nothing makes me happier than delicious honey BBQ wings.

But you cannot forget the side of ranch,

and with a tall glass of water with lemon.

Now that is my definition of happiness.