Okay, for starters; I googled the word "Buffalo". I'm pretty sure these things don't have wings. That means the man was lying to me when said those were buffalo wings. They smelled like chicken wings. Well, they smelled a little diffrent from chicken, mabey like a drunk chicken. Anyhow, it was still chicken, and he wouldn't give me any! All he would say is that "These arn't kitty food." and "You wouldn't like this." I know what I like. I LIKE CHICKEN!
Next time, some of those better fall in my bowl or there's gonna be trouble.
Right here in river city.
That starts with "t" which rhymes with "b" which spells BITING!