Pain. Double-over-type pain.

This is a formal announcement that I will from this day forward eschew, spurn and otherwise avoid any chicken concoctions that involve the word "Buffalo" in their names. This is to be upheld regardless of presence of bones, sandwich materials, or Bleu cheese, or where said concoction falls on the Mild-Moderate-Hot-Chernobyl continuum.

I hereby give all readers of this forum permission to prevent any inadverdent transgressions regarding this by-law, using physical force if necessary: "Mmmyes, I'll have the Buffalo chic— *WHAP* Ow, stop th— *WHAP* Ow! That menu hur— *WHAPWHAPWHAP*"

Thank you. If anyone needs me, I'll be dead.