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Supporters send you wings
Supporters send you wingnotes each worth the cost of a wing at your local pub.
8 wings from Tony Chen A full pound 🫃
Merry Wingnight from Toyko
🍗🍗🍗 Feeding wing-folk wing-folk artists and counting!
Fund your wingnights.
Eat wings. Feed your fans. Be happy.
Accept chicken wings for your creative work and make wingnight your payday.
(It's free!)
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Eat wings
Buy Me a Wing integrates with trusted Wingtech™ providers to ensure a wing is a real, bone-afied chicken wing — not some lame meatphor for dollars.
Wingnotes are frozen assets — until baked or fried, that is.
8 wings on Tony Chen
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You eat the wings
When you scan your receipt at any pub or restaurant, the amount you spent on wings is automatically reimbursed from your wing balance.
Did you get a beer, too? Right on, but that's on you -- supporters are buying you wings.
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You say thanks
Supporters are notified when you've eaten their first wing. Say thanks! Send a photo!
Charles ate your wings! 🍗
Eight of your wings met their destiny at Taps & Hops.
Just now
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Feed your fans.
Want fries with that? Need to pay rent? Feed the collective fanbase to turn that hot and tender chicken into cold hard cash.
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Be happy.
Join the wing-folk wing-folk artists already taking part in the silliest most legitimate wing-backed economy the world has yet to see.
What wing-folk say
"Im lucky if I sell a track or two. What's $2 in my bank account? It's nothing. But a wing from a fan? That means something. I can eat that, knowing: this wing is for my song."— Charles Garfinkle (wing-folk artist; Ontario, Canada)
"OMG! Jack Johnson just ate my wing!!"— Tiffany Leclaire (imaginary fangirl; Nebraska, USA)
"10% off wings I was going to buy anyway? That's like, free money dude. Free money well-spent."— Cruiser Brown (imaginary wing liquidator; Tennessee, USA)