So… if you ever told me that at Age 25 my favorite eating establishment would be inside of a gas station I would say hey you’re pretty crazy man. But alas started my introduction to what i call the chicken store. The chicken store has saved me from many potential pitfalls in my life in the past year or so. Anytime I get sad I walk over to the chicken store order four chicken tenders and potato wedges and a biscuit. And instantly it’s almost as if all of the trials and tribulations of my life fade away and become one giant chicken tender. Now, this life of the chicken store is not for everyone, that I can agree with. but once you are bathed in the anghellic golden light that is the chicken store, you realize the potential that life can really be. Relationship problems? Chicken store. Losing your faith in humanity? Chicken store. Feel like you have nowhere to go? Chicken store. Up at 9 a.m. after being on a bender and think it’s the wrong decision? Chicken store. Now i would suggest anyone that wants to gain any sort of salvation in their life to go to the chicken store. Its also open 24 hours.