It kind of felt like we were cutting class when Metalhead Ned and I took off from work in the middle of the afternoon to go eat wings at Buffalo Wild Wings on Alpine.
I half expected a to see my high school principal, Ryle Keiser (Yes, that's his real name. Sounds like villain in movie, right?) in the rear view, his bald head glowing red with anger, shaking his finger at us school skippers.
Sometimes it's weird being adult: We ditched work early to go sample awesome wings at Buffalo Wild Wings for King of the Wing, and it was totally OK!