Rage
He tries to hand me the remainder of the joint. i reject it. two stalls away. he tries again. i reject it. one stall away. he tries again. i grab it and aim for the toilet. they knock on the door. i missed the toilet.
The Mute - Chapter 5: Moving Day
._ "hey faggot" a blunt force hit my back, causing me to fall forward, scraping my knees and elbows on the concrete. i tried to turn my head, but another kick landed on my arm, slamming my face on the ground. "gonna run, pussy?" a boy shouted.
Gene, the Genial, Substance Lovin' Sheepdog
He's often seen with a large roll of weed clutched tight in his huge, grinning teeth. personality: laid-back, wistful, fatherly, groooooovy.
The Heat Is on In Saigon
He closed his own eyes and savored the warm bath around his head, the short flat teeth on his blunt muzzle... everything was so peaceful and aluring he hissed soflty under his breath, feeling the kiss getting deeper and deeper..
Vipers, Nights, and French Fries (Ch6)
Tay came back from her break smelling like weed and cigarettes. she didn't speak to me, or anyone else more than she needed to for the rest of the shift. it was like all her spunk had been drained.
Around The Fur - Chapters 1 and 2
My attention was also pretty well focused, despite the assorted chemicals flowing through my system, polish vodka and canadian weed, since the very name of this band was the only reason i decided to show up.
Interspecies Pamphlet (Initial Species Guide To Silver City Universe)
They normally have broad, blunt features, broad shoulders, broad chests, with narrow waists and sturdy limbs.
Exchange, Part 1
With less bulk, simba was able to sit up but his legs bent awkwardly with his new joint arrangement. bambi's body bulked up as it shifted. he lost his spots, leaving him with a brown coat of fur.
Silver Lining - 1
There's a scratching as her claws blunt across the aluminum, the thud of an elbow, and then the howl of the wind gives way to to the slow-building whine of the inertial starter.
The Simple Things. Chapter Twenty-Three.
I could feel one of his dull, blunt nails scratching at it softly. i chuckled, trying not to blush too much on that subject. it hadn't been the first time such suggestions had come up. richard was friendly, possibly overly so.
Colony at Cat's Paw
Three ocean inlets lay nestled between four blunt, coastal fjords. the first wave of cartographers had dubbed the series of bays "cat's paw coast".
Eshri's Escapism
Eshri let out a sigh, even having escaped a nearly joint peril, her lover was already thinking about the bright side of this gear.