I grew up a house and mechanic shop away from a 7-11. It was the best thing ever as a kid. The nachos, the Slurpee's, hot dogs, candy and hot chocolate, it was all so good. No wonder I have a stomach of steel. The employees knew us and we knew them. We were very familiar with the Police crew that would frequent that 7-11, specifically CJ the Cop, not because we were bad, but because they were also always there. 7-11 was where we would run to when we would run out of milk or bread or when we needed a big gulp on those hot summer nights. It was a highlight of growing up where we did....granted, we did witness many beer runs, but we still loved going there.
Amy and I went out for a couple of hours to shop and just get away. It was so hot and we needed something to refresh us. Then we remembered that it was 7-11-12. Woo hoo! We drove to the nearest 7-11. Sadly they were done giving away their free Slurpees, but that didn't stop us from indulging in the delicious and very refreshing drink.
Pina Colada and Coke!
Ah thank you 7-11. You will always be a fond memory of mine.
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