Well, Mr. Hoffman, if you don't enjoy wings, I suppose that leaves more for the rest of us. Win-win situation if you abstain.
When I was a child, I always got to eat the wings when my mother pan fried chicken. She bought a whole chicken from a butcher's shop (not the supermarket) and cut it up herself --and she always cut the breast crosswise into two pieces -- a wishbone piece and a breast piece. She would never have dreamed of just splitting the breast down the middle at the breastbone. The only place I know that still serves chicken cut up like that is Hollyhock Hill in Indianapolis.
My mom had grown up on a farm in Illinois and didn't consider supermarket chickens to be worth eating. As I grew older, the butcher shop started carrying extra parts, and she'd buy four extra wings and fry them along with the rest of the chicken so I could have more to eat. I can stilll devour a "pile" of wings at one sitting.
Nowadays, of course, packages of disjointed "wingettes" (either just the drumstick-type piece, or both parts, minus the tips) are commonplace in most supermarkets. My mom always fried the wings whole. When I pan-fry them myself, I do prefer the disjointed ones to the whole wings.