I decided to get to the bottom of a conundrum that has plagued man for millennia. So, I went to a restaurant and ordered some wings and an omelet.
I'm not telling. Do the work.


I'm not telling. Do the work.



So, what is the answer to the "question of the ages"?
Thank you. You have won a towelit is 42, of course.
Of course, some of us think that chicken is just a "meat substitute." Bring me a rib-eye medium rare, please.