| 00:00 - 00:03 | On Wednesdays, we offer |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | "All You Can Eat Wings" |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | at our Canton location. |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | Customers love it, and it's |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | the only place with such an offer in Canton. |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | I know this. |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | Why do you waste my time? |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Boss... |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | Sam |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | Sam will be there this Wednesday |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | and he's bringing friends. |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Everyone leave except for the CEO, CFO, COO, and the store manager. |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | How could you let this happen? |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | Everyone knows Sam eats like a |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | super-massive black hole and he literally can't get full. |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | He'll eat the server's arms. |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | Which one of you idiots |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | didn't think to put a limit on the |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | amount of wings a customer is allowed to eat |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | when Canton contains such unbridled gluttony? |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | He's just one customer, he tips well |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | You idiot, tips go to the servers |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | Boss, maybe he's on a diet? |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | He'll be dieting on my kid's college fund |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | and my retirement. |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | You don't understand. |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | He won't stop eating until |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | there are no chickens left on the planet. |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | We could import a tanker ship of chicken wings |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | and fry them 24/7 and toss them in an entire ocean of wing sauce |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | and he would just keep ordering. |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | If Buffalos offered stock, I would short it right now. |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | Sure, some of his friends |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | eat like little, tiny baby birds |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | and from them we make money. |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | But it doesn't |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | make up for that bottomless pit of a bastard eating more wings |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | than the God Almighty Himself has even ever created. |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | So here we all are |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | facing certain financial ruin |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | and likely Chapter 11 bankruptcy. |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | Relax, Sam won't eat your arms. |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | Everyone go to Canton tomorrow |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | and help the godforsaken kitchen staff |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | cook wings. |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | And run wing orders. |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | And don't you dare forget to bring plenty of those |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | little cups of blue cheese |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Or Sam will complain. |
