Gabumon's New Life.

Moist shit and breathing through his nose was furrrrt even worse,so he held his breath but she wasn't getting up anytime soon so after about thirty seconds of farting on his closed mouth he finally sniffed her gas smelled of sulfur and skunk oil

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Amazing Race Trial

Whoever isn't holding this card has to perform the next task: the oil challenge. one person gets on the balancing beam and grabs the 8 oz cup. they have to transfer oil from the barrel to the empty gallon of milk on the other end.

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Chapter VI: Inferno, Part Two

A filing for the transfer of multiple barrels of oil, in fact it seemed to be enough oil to fill the sewers and a few more. disappearing into the crowd, he looked around; the filing was set to move the oil to the northern hudson valley.

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The Human Species Ch.11 - Prehistoric Tomboy Kabuta

Lucario groaned before putting on a strange impersonation with his voice, "see, professor, that's why drinking oil is actually good for you!" "grr! i've had it up to here with all your nonsense!"

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Preying on the Past - Ch. 4 The More Things Change...

He was scared but then saw a crack of something push open his door along with the creak of the oil-needing hinges. "daddy? is that you? i had a bad dream." a shape moved in front of the door but not a sound was heard.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 25-26

“touch him without clearance, and i’ll have all three of your tongues strung on thread and delivered to your next of kin in a sachet of clove oil.” the voice dropped like a blade wrapped in silk.

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The Minor Reveal

Ghost's mind wandered briefly to ancient civilizations where warriors would use oils to make themselves presentable to the gods after death, but he was never an oil man. with a slow, deep breath, he left the bathroom.

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 12: Soft Places, Sharp Edges

The air was laced with lavender oil and woodsmoke, touched faintly by the ghost of spiced tea still lingering from hours past. axton slept still.

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The Furry Dead Chapter VII - The Path Decided

He got back only silence, and a slight shushing of cloth as venyal shifted his weight forward so he could unsling and begin oiling his bow. timid hung his head with a sigh, and rubbed at his face with his fingers.

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Twilight Part 4

Seeing the opening he's been waiting for "my forces will eliminate the oil reserves of venezuela, this is purely a raid mission. elvo, what is the statues of the targets defenses?"

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