Ah, the neighborhood seven-eleven: never ever go here stoned, as you WILL wind up during the sweet aisle checking out all the sugary goodies, 'specially For those who have a head fulla Blackberry Kush. I have already snarffed a roll of Rollos, a Heath bar (or possibly a Skor bar for those who wanna be snooty about junk meals), plus some beef jerky.