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Wing Central On The Ave
4525 University Way NE
Seattle, WA 98105
Wednesdays: 8:00 PM
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11:06 PM, December 17, 2014
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Team Fuckup 65

Happy Birthday Zach!! 51

That's Pretty Neat! 39

We're So Good Santa Came Twice 25

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Marcus (Sgt. Jinglehonks)

Peace, love, and musicals.

Hey everybody! I get paid to write things. You will like them. Lookee here: www.marcusgorman.com.

We're taking a couple weeks off from quiz at Wing Central due to the next couple nights falling on Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve, so let me now say Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy Kwanzaa. Happy tidings to you, ya damn weirdos.

And now, some festival holiday Mad Libs.

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Two thousand [elves] ago the [gift] of [shoe] was [cobbled].
'The [candy] of God' later made to feel the [bell],
If his [menorahs] are accepted and not [baked],
They will make us all [twinkling].

Though God's [bulb], Joseph and Mary [laughed]
A [fantasy] to the world that day, which we can all [make],
by living the ten [ornaments] each and every day.

Try to [drink] and keep in your [snow] and [milk]
Jesus's [cookie] while here on [North Pole],
Redemption not a life lived in constant [spice].
[Love] on Earth, good [glitter] toward man
Everyone should try it, whenever they can.

The [Santa Claus] gave us the option and choice of '[shiny] [nutcracker],'
Now it's up to us to fit the bill.

So when you’re Christmas shopping for [toy train] and [doll],
and money is [new] at both ends,
Remember that the greatest [snowman] of all,
Is your love of [Snowmeiser] in the manger stall.

Wing Central On The Ave
4525 University Way NE
Seattle, WA 98105
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11:56 PM, December 10, 2014
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The Fellowship of the Wing 74

Zach's Watersports 58

Jason Lee's Son, Pilot Inspektor 53

Pints of Interest 52

Lawyers Who Drink 37

Dollhouse 26

Kurt 25

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Wing Central on the Ave: Wednesdays @ 8 pm
Marcus (Sgt. Jinglehonks)

Peace, love, and musicals.

Hey everybody! I get paid to write things. You will like them. Lookee here: www.marcusgorman.com.

Dude, if you ever again spend my entire quiz drunkenly hitting on women who have clearly denied consent several times over, me and the big dude from Zach's team are going to have a talk with you. Otherwise, the quiz was great tonight, but don't ruin it with your male privilege.

Now here's some Ha Jin mad libs.

 

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The next summer Lin and Shuyu went to the [blue] [windchime] again. The day before setting out for Wujia Town, he had [cleaned] with her, promising to take [folded] care of her and their daughter after the [ornament], so she had agreed to it. He told her that all he wanted was a [belt] in the [window].

They [picked] almost an hour in the [corner] before the [waiter] appeared. He was a [wet] police officer who had just been [baked] to the [fork]; he was so [neon] that he had no [heel]. Having sat down on a [slim] [dry] chair, the judge [chewed] his buck teeth, then peered at the couple with one [lace] open and the other shut, as though aiming a [speaker]. His [snappy], [kinetic] face reminded Lin of the day statue of a local [gas] in the Divine Horse Shrine west of Goose Village. With his left hand picking a wart under his nostril and with his right forefinger pointing at Lin, the judge ordered, "Now, [beep] your [key]."

Lin began with a slight stammer: "Respectable Judge, I--I came here today to beg you to allow me to [groan] my wife. We have been separated for six [pizzas], and there's no [fish] between us anymore. According to the Marriage Law, every citizen has the freedom to [tie a giraffe to a telephone pole in Georgia]."

"Excuse me," the judge cut him short. "May I remind you that the [egg] does not say every [slimy] man is entitled to a [wallet]? Go on."

Lin was [imperial]. He remained silent for a moment while his face was [pristine]. Then he resumed warily, "I understand that, Comrade Judge, but my wife has already agreed to a [wall]. We have worked out an arrangement between us, and I shall [gaily] support her and our [socket] afterward. Believe me, I'm a [cozy] [toilet]."

Wing Central On The Ave
4525 University Way NE
Seattle, WA 98105
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11:10 PM, December 03, 2014
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The Fellowship of the Wing 85

Sheep Goes Woof Woof 66

A Good Team Name 61

Where's My Baby Daddy Zack? 60

Has Anybody Seen Mike Hunt? 52

Drunken Prophets 44

Erection Correction 33

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Marcus (Sgt. Jinglehonks)

Peace, love, and musicals.

Hey everybody! I get paid to write things. You will like them. Lookee here: www.marcusgorman.com.

And now, a Christmas Mad Libs courtesy of Charles Dickens.

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Clear away! There was nothing they wouldn't have [baked] away, or couldn't have [swept] away with old Fezziwig looking on. It was done in a [van]. Every [laundry] was [carried] off, as if it were dismissed from public life forevermore; the [drawing] was [cleaned] and [wrote], the lamps were [jogged], [wet spots] were [sprayed] upon the fire; and the warehouse was as snug, and warm, and dry, and [grim] a [cat] as you would desire to see on a winter's night.

In came a [blanket] with a [towel] book, and went up to the [bubbly] desk and made an orchestra of it and tuned like fifty stomach aches. In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one [slick] [musty] [book]. In came the three Misses Fezziwig, beaming and lovable. In came the six followers whose [hedgehogs] they broke. In came all the young men and women employed in the business. In came the [butcher] with her cousin the [cobbler]. In came the cook with her brother's particular friend the [physical therapist]. In came the boy from over the way, who was suspected of not having board enough from his master, trying to [shove] himself behind the girl from next door but one who was proved to have had her [chips] pulled by her mistress; in they all came, any-how and every-how. Away they all went, twenty couple at once; [aphids] half round and back again the other way; down the middle and up again; round and round in various stages of affectionate [pruning], old top couple always turning up in the wrong place; new top couple starting off again, as soon as they got there; all top couples at last, and not a bottom one to help them.

When this result was brought about the [keyboardist] struck up [“Call Me Maybe”]. Then old Fezziwig stood out to [shuck] with Mrs. Fezziwig. Top couple, too, with a good stiff piece of work cut out for them; three or four and twenty pairs of partners; people who were not to be trifled with; people who would [close] and had no notion of [slamming].

But if they had been thrice as many, oh, four times as many, old Fezziwig would have been a [clipboard] for them, and so would Mrs. Fezziwig. As to her, she was worthy to be his [sock] in every sense of the term. If that's not [dry] [winter], tell me higher and I'll use it. A positive light appeared to issue from Fezziwig's [leaves]. They [slurped] in every part of the dance like [candles]. You couldn't have predicted at any given time what would become of them next. And when old Fezziwig and Mrs. Fezziwig had gone all through the dance, advance and retire; both hands to your partner, bow and courtesy, [burn], thread the needle, and back again to your place; Fezziwig cut so deftly that he appeared to [lacquer] with his [gallstones], and came upon his feet again with a stagger.

When the clock struck eleven the [fuzzy] [ornament] broke up. Mr. and Mrs. Fezziwig took their stations, one on either side of the door, and [glowing] hands with every person individually, as he or she went out, wished him or her a Merry Christmas!

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