Showing posts with label 7-11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 7-11. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

7-11 microwaves bad, but Slurpees still good

I go to 7-11 all the time because it's just the other side of my office complex. I get treats and coffee there. Granted, the coffee is not as good as the BK Lounge, but it's not terrible either. Don't laugh, the BK Lounge imports their coffee from Germany and it is far superior to your Einstein Brother's crap.

Anyway, what is wrong with people?

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Cheesy Poofs

Fond memories of Cheetos Puffs:
• Bribing my little brother to do anything - pick up toys, be good at the grocery store, not wet his pants - with the promise of a bag.
• My little brother eating a jumbo bag in the 15 minutes it took us to get from the store to the house.
• My little brother chomping them from end to end, quick like a wood chipper.

Today at 7-11 I bought a bag of Cheetos - the puff kind - because I have wanted them for weeks but Sev has let me down on every trip. Until today.

Ah, Sev, you have finally delivered and Cheetos ... you have given me so many memories and ... now, an orange tongue.