Silver Lining - 1
You must be one, too, because you landed yours there, and after had needed only two shots of whiskey. squadron-lead kaz told you that was less than usual.
Battle of the Bear
But since this noise was coming from within, the only thing he could do was drown it out with more whiskey. he sighed, took a lay-z bear recliner arm in each hand, and rocked himself forward.
The Golden Month, Chapter 22
This time, it didn’t feel like it was caused by the whiskey. before i had time to contemplate more about this, i felt taffy squeezing at my arm and… she was back to normal.
Chapter 6
It seemed the pilot loved cats as there were insignia's on either side of the cockpit of a kilted feline and empty whiskey bottles. "damn this thing's heavy! heading to support forces protecting spaceport. here we go whiskey....dropping marines!"
The Mage of Terra Danor
I guess i've been sniffing whiskey fumes too long. i could 'ave swore you was something weird when you walked in!" keverne leaned against the bar. "i've been called worse things in my day. what's the chance you have a room handy?"
Resolution 1295
Whenever leroy gets ahold of a bottle of whiskey, he destroyed everything in his path, no matter who or what was there. a few moments later, leroy was bashing his way through the zombie horde and grabbed russman's body.
Wolfie Steel, Assassin/Bodyguard for hire, Part 38
Once we are all settled senior doberman heads to his special drinks cabinet and pulls out a very dusty bottle of a well matured scotch whiskey, he pours three glasses, whilst i slowly head to the fridge in the kitchen, i open the door and pull out a beer for
A Dragon's Tale-Chapter 2-The Procedure
"that's all kinds of fucked up",i said swigging the whiskey.
Cowboy's Dawn
He also followed suit but decided to take the bottle of whiskey with him as well. as he peered to the front of the saloon, he could only make out a tall lion, wearing a black trench coat.
The Fighter - Chapter 5-
He tells her before taking a sip of the whiskey. "and what did they want with me? something about their master wanting me." she replies. "imps rarely are without masters. these imps belonged to a demon of lust.
Goodnight, Winston
One night, he sat in a bar, sipping his whisky with his hood pulled snuggly over his ears. his fur was a little shaggy; he had forgone the shower last night. he glumly stared into oblivion, his thoughts racing around his mind.
Chase
"can i have a whiskey, please?" asked the wolf as he sat on a stool. "sure thing, pal." chase poured him a shot of whiskey and handed it to him with a comforting smile. the wolf took it in his paws and sipped it slowly.