It's overwhelming - my eyes start to leak and the back of my throat burns fire as I shake water from a spotty jug into a glass. Wiping the tears from my eyes with a paper napkin (there are stacks available) proves foolish - it's covered in crazy wing. The sauce burns into my eyes. After more than five minutes the cloud lifts and I consider eating another wing but flee the scene, instead. To do anything else would be crazy.