dear buffalo wild wings,
why on earth would you decide to open in amherst, massachusetts? it is already the home of the greatest wings in all of western civilization. so great that you don't even have to say 'let's go to the hangar', just 'let's get wings'. anyone in the whole pioneer valley would understand what you meant. none of this 'bw3' nonsense like they say here in texas. (where is the third W in that abbreviation? where, i ask you?) the whole enterprise is unnecessary. go spread your buffalo sauce and giant-beer-tuesdays to those less fortunate; iowa perhaps, or a third-world country.
sincerely,
brooke m., who would really really like a dc-3 with honey barbecue, fries, and cold ketchup
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