West Point Deli 

From the outside, this business looks merely like another deli and gas station combo. On the inside, the workers have tired, haunted faces that show what truly goes on behind the counter: pure misery. Many become raging alcoholics, believing that alcohol is the going to wash away the stains of west point deli from his or her soul. The place literally sucks the life out of its employees. Eventually, they succumb to the evil and die: sad, cold, and alone.

A lovely Friday night at West Point Deli

Cody: "WHERE IS THE GRILLED CHEESE?! WHERE ARE MY GOD DAMN FRENCH FRIES!?"

Kellso: "They are right fucking there, in front of your face."

West Point Deli by kellcho May 17, 2011