Leonardo - Chapter 12
She asked many questions about us to him; most of them clean, some of them dirty (apparently). to be honest, i didn't think she knew a little something about anything 'dirty'.
Servant to a Naga - Beginning.
The entire place was dirty, well... most of it anyway. row after row of cages, chains, cries, and broken spirits. the auctions had just set up for the day, and it was already drawing a crowd.
Drawing on the Past
A dirty finger jabbed at the last blank area, where the ox and plow would go. "now we finish! good day, much to do." "we?" yoshi was amused and annoyed at the same time.
"Welcome Hooah!" Chapt 1- Welcome to Ft Jackson
It was a long, dirty, tiled hallway with benches running all the way down. 130 soldiers were going to go two at a time into this room to get sized for uniforms and bag up our new gear. this process was going to take forever.
My Unplanned Summer Vacation Ch 11
Masa-kun with his dirty mouth. "this is not over, masa-kun!" shun-kun goes at full force.
Dark Growlithe - Chapter 9
"kitten, the only mistake you made was not getting dirty." "what?" asked kitten, thoroughly confused, "not getting dirty?" "you're trying to hide in a shadow, which is a good idea, but not when your coat is light.
Daisy and Boss: 14 - The Mare with the Mouth (Part one)
The big dog shot a dirty look at the sleek mare as she lounged in the passenger seat, playing angry birds on her phone and chewing gum loudly.
Reaching for the Stars - Chapter 14: A Cup of Tea
The doughnuts were dirty with sand, so he took the ones that weren't so dirty. as quickly as he came, he then left, running as fast as he could. "chase him!"
A Dark and Stormy Night
He knew that his feet were dirty, but not so much. -"you can't go around with your feet like that, and they are too dirty to just dry them. do you have a bucket, a bowl, or anything like that?"
S4 Ep1- Growing Apart
"that was a dirty trick....
Entry 8
No one really believes me, but i know she doesn't, mostly because i've overheard her calling me and my brother 'dirty sand-dwellers.'
PTSD
The only thing that moved was hair in the weak breeze that blew over the dirty tundra, as the sounds of explosions and gunfire made a background music of pops and percussion.