Jimbob's Medical Experiment: Day 1

I have defective feet. I have all my life. On a related note, to only a minor degree, I also have bad knees that will at times twist at an odd angle leaving me a collapsed screaming mess on the ground. All this is the long way of saying my fucking left knee gave out today in the parking lot of Buffalo Wild Wings, leaving me a screaming mess on the pavement.

Now the act of twisting my knee left me fending for my own survival, sadly my amazing hot wings were not as well looked after. After I got back up to a quasi upright stance, I checked on my lunch and found them all staring up at me from the ground below. My hot spicy delicious wings were thrown on the hot dry cement.

I had a choice at this point. Leave my delicious wings to rot, or eat them as they were meant to be eaten. I collected my wings intent on finishing what I had started.

Now things I have noticed... I found several little chunks of asphalt on some (not all) of the wings and managed to get rid of them. I also gave each piece a quick wipedown just in case. But the question remains. What else might have been on that asphalt? Having already eaten the wings, the question is unimportant, but nonetheless may be an imposing factor in the days to come. Chemicals? Metabolic Waste? What untold horrors have I inflicted on myself this fine day.

I decided I'd chronicle the saga here. So in days to come, expect to see some updates. Oh, and happy birthday to my wife if she's reading!