A long, long time ago, in an attic far, far away a power rock duo were created that made even God Almighty blush and pee a little. They were called "Fly and Wingit", and they only, briefly, graced us with their almost unsettling ability at rocking faces and drinking cases. (of beer) But like lightning in a bottle of beer, they left us, hungover and wearing our underwear inside out. We cried for years. But we refuse to mourn one day longer! We the undersigned in the interest of a better universe and more rocking throughout, beseach you to reunite the party supergroup Fly and Wingit. Additionally, we request of you to take up again the most holy of mantles in order to put forth through our nation more rock, roll, beers, and sweet honey babies. We will not stand for any less. It's your move Fly and Wingit.