Favorite combination gas station fastfood smoke shop outside of Cleveland, and the cheapest gas you'll get without a screw driver and garden hose. Every time I'm in there I find something new. First it was the individually wrapped slices of cake you usually get when...
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Favorite combination gas station fastfood smoke shop outside of Cleveland, and the cheapest gas you'll get without a screw driver and garden hose. Every time I'm in there I find something new. First it was the individually wrapped slices of cake you usually get when someone's birthday party didn't have quite the turnout they expected, then it was the entire kitchen tucked in the back with a little woman frantically deep frying chicken tenders while someone listed off a quantity of food they needed to seemingly host a 2nd attempt at a birthday party. They have enough alcohol to keep a bingo hall happy and enough junk food to put my cholesterol back into the "red zone" as the doctor put it. While pumping gas you'll be treated to a playlist of laundry softener smells coming from the nextdoor laundromat, such as "lavender soap scum", "spring blossom grenade" and "Gain with some other random $h¡T again".