1. a store (usually at the corner of every urban city block) usually owned by a Hispanic male who goes by "Papi". If a Hispanic female is the cashier, call her "Mami". They sell chips, sandwiches, bread, $0.50 juices, etc. It's an urban 7-Eleven. It's awesome.
Male #1: I'm going to the corner store after church to get a honey-bun and a $1.00 Pepsi. Do you want anything?
Female #1: Sure; I'll have a pastrami sandwich with mustard. Tell Papi I said "thank you".
Female #1: Sure; I'll have a pastrami sandwich with mustard. Tell Papi I said "thank you".
by Zimmler December 21, 2011
The act of driving around town while handling your business, running your errands. To stop at multiple places in one day.
by Yellagirl April 29, 2008
by Bob April 05, 2005
by Robbie October 25, 2004
Being stuck next to someone who farts a lot and you have to stay next to them, hence being stuck in pony corner
I was operating equipment at a conference today and the sound engineer next to me kept farting, it was 2 hours till coffee break so I was stuck in pony corner suffering, it was rank.
by Skusgofagus July 07, 2015
Six corners are 3 street intersections predominantly found in Chicago. The official Six Corners, however, is the Irving Park-Milwaukee-Cicero intersection in the Portage Park neighborhood. Contrary to a belief emerging amongst newer residents of Chicago, Six Corners is NOT the North-Damen-Milwaukee intersection in Wicker Park.
Mike: I usually take the Blue Line after shopping at Six Corners.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
by Jellooooo September 06, 2015
sarah: my boyfriend is supposed to be saving money while he’s on deployment out of country. but instead he’s saying he’s broke too.
tiffany: he’s probably spending money on corner whores, booze, and coke.
tiffany: he’s probably spending money on corner whores, booze, and coke.
by citronalovar March 15, 2019