For a Case of Beer

He grew up in the desert, and his love for it was as strong--or stronger as some would argue--than his love for pasta, rain, and large machinery.

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The Gift": Richard's Storyline, Ch 7, Part 4

Phil winked at me, eyes gleaming purple before he about, faced, his ringed tail arcing out wide behind him before he walked off through a display of canned pasta sauce.

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Vipers, Nights, and French Fries (Ch4)

"finish your gutter pasta and then we'll head over." "nah, fuck it. i'm just gonna toss it. you guys done eating?" i asked josh and dan. "i'm good." dan said. "few more bites and i'm done." josh said.

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Life's Many Surprises-chapter 5

"i'll make some sandwiches for you because i definitely don't have enough pasta to fill that dragon stomach of yours." ryan replied while poking adam's groaning stomach telling it to be quiet.

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Demarcation Line: Chapter 1 - The Incident

"so," elucia started, as she took a bite of her pasta. "what are you going to do this year?" "what do you mean?" i ask, looking down at my sandwich. i knew perfectly well what she meant.

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The dragon in him

“chicken pasta.” _damn!_ he swore internally. he still maintained a credible human composure, managing to say “thank you ma’am,” and smiling, but as he sat down and began eating, gryrvorth had something to say. _why no raw?

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The Human Species Ch. 52 - Grassy Starter Meganium

pasta! spaghetti with marinara, tons of spices and side-dishes!" "oh, that's funny! i knew someone who used to eat that every day!"

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Day 38 3:49 AM 1/2/2023-Chapter 8-Empty Road

There were several cans of soups and boxes of pasta with a short barrel aks-74u and several magazines of ammunition. the gun was desert camouflage and held a hybrid sight.

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Wolfie and his GSD pt. 2

He did not stop there though, he made it _exactly_how nick prefers it, with the chicken and sauce in one plate, and the pasta on the side, ready to be doused in the sauce from the chicken.

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The Gryphon's Meal

But it was no hope to faelen, as his body was consumed, the cloying, crushing muscles gaining his legs, feet and, with a slurp of relish as if he were nothing more than a piece of soft pasta, his long rudder.

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Chapter 1 - The Click that Changes Everything

I loved dad's pasta. i stopped only briefly to catch my breath and say, "thank you," which he laughed at, though weakly. "you're welcome, son," he said, and continued to eat his portion very slowly.

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