Thighs Wide Shut Thighs Wide Shut

Sunday, June 12

Thank Heaven

For a
7-Eleven
OPENING IN MANHATTAN!!!!??!
@ 23rd and Park Ave


I couldn't believe my eyes
but del photo don't lies
cause Slurpees® and a Big Bites®
make me wet tween mine thighs

And to my (poor) knowledge, this is the very first Sleven to grace the isle of 'Hattan (although 4 in total are available for franchising). I really feel sorry for City folk who grew up only on bodegas. Sure, they have fine selections of malt liquor and pork rinds, but most of the stuff they sell sits around longer than a Buddha statue in the lotus position. Sleven has always been a part of my hard cock life. And I can thank my dearest mumsy for that. She never made me eat foods I didn't like, which I think people call 'health food'. And she always let me eat the food I did like, which I think people call 'junk food'. Whether we were returning home from a soccer game or synagogue, there was no better lunch than the one Sleven could provide. My usual, back in the daze, was two Big Bite® dogs, covered 11 times over in nacho cheese & chili, Mountain Dew® in a REAL green-glass bottle (unless of course they offered Slurpees® wit dem MLB coins on the bottom of the cup), Cheetos® Puffballs (which no longer are sold in bags), Fun Dip (or insert other sugar-heavy candy here), and sum tang fun like a pack of cards (baseball or Garbage Pail) or a comic book (most likely G.I. Joe, Teen Titans, or Peter Porker is Spider-Ham). How bout you? What's yer Sleven stizzle stache-izzle like John Stossel giving Tom Izzo a stache-ride? [hat tip to Chillary G for this HOT infos]