cancelled
Bishoff grabs russo and hits him with left hand and back him into the rear left turnbuckle, tony: and an irish whip russo hits the right, forward corner with a thundering crash, bishoff runs headlong into russo, russo counters with a boot to the
OHIO VALLEY WRESTLING
Royal hammers me with rights and lefts royal irish whips me into the ladder,i fall to the canvas royal stomps me good;royal is as they say a mean motor scooter, i leap to my feet and nail royal with a big boot then a close line i bounce off the ropes
Hedgehog Infinitum
_ he decided to finally read the label: irish blend coffee. he shrugged and continued down the street.
Differentials: Part 6 - Morning Assignment
It was a word from the ancient irish language meaning 'foxglove flower'.
Underway
Thin, but strong fibres, carbon nanotube cables (much like those in use by many a space elevator) and thin conductive materials glittering across like irish lace curtains in the morning dew.
Different Tales
He was a irish red setter, doberman mix thanks to his parents falling in love and having kids. he had the russet red fur of the setter, the stocky, broad shouldered muscular frame of the doberman.
A Journey Begun - Chapter 24 - Something out of 1984
"the jenkins clan are a bunch of irish mobsters straight from the mainland. set up shop here, never left. they were the ones that crossed us previously. killed rock and slick, mained v and broke up the ghosts." well then. "shit.
Proper Care of Construction Equipment - Chapter 8
"didn't peg ya fer irish. top o' the mornin' to ya!" goddamn her satellite dish animal ears. "you're an orange cat the size of a small building," he shouted up to those meddlesome ears, "you have no business mocking me!"
Revelation
She was a devout catholic, coming from an irish family. you know the one where corned beef and cabbage was sacred on st. patrick's day and guinness was drunk at every meal.
DragonZ 2 Chapter 2
Two of the doberman's were full blooded irish brothers, conner and murphy macmanus, local crime-busters these two were always going in guns blazing. the saints they were called by the locals.
A rising storm
He called out in his typical irish brogue, my response was a fairly non committal grunt. "that bad eh? well come here for some new gear, lets see the list" he sat there and read through the notes i had made. "looks pretty straight forward.
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
The master assassin turned to greet ahearn, an older 35 year old irish man that was the owner of the stables, along with his wife.