For the record, I'm the world's worst vegetarian. Well, pescetarian, but yelp doesn't think that's a real word. Whatever. I'm bad at all of it. I have a weakness for wings. \n\nWhat's even worse is that I didn't even KNOW i had this weakness until Jetta R and Amanda B decided to pray upon it by taking me to Angie and Jimmie's. The wings were already on the table when I walked in the door. I never stood a chance. Just like the bacon on Christmas morning. Don't judge me. \n\nThe interior, pizza and ambiance are questionable at best. Those other reviews are SO NOT LYING about the plastic furniture. Which is weird, since the serving plates are those trendy square ones in earth tones. Extra points for not having enough parking spaces - thus resulting in us parking in the lot for the porn store next door. If I was half the pig I'm willing to admit I'd take sick joy in that juxtaposition. \n\nBut you didn't come to A&J for the pizza. You didn't come here to impress a date. You came here for wings. Because you trust me to send you to good wings. And Angie and Jimmie's knows wings. They know them like Jetta R. knows wrestling and B movies. They know them so well they taught ME to love wings. And to question my entire veg-leaning lifestyle. \n\nDamn you, Angie and Jimmies. I have to rethink my entire outlook on food because of you. Maybe I should mull over what I'm doing with my life over another order of mediums with squeeze bottle ranch...