Puck-n-Wings has an off-menu "suicide" style wing. I was ass over heels in to the sauce at the time, but I do remember a bit of sweat here and there. Hotter than the average said "suicide" wing. The waitress' seemed stunned that someone ate a whole order, but I notched it up soft bellied Easterners.
There are so many wing places out there though (what the deuce do they do with the rest of the bird?) that I wouldn't be surprised if there was something hell raising. I would be leaning toward an East Indian or Vietnamese place, they have a good tongue for these things.