Live Cargo
She'd sworn that off for good after the flea incident. outside the sliding doors, the docking pads had some signs of life. cici stifled the urge to scratch again. two gallons of industrial flea spray and too many sleepless nights after that fiasco.
Charlie barkins gay encounter part 13
Charlie:yes he would. well let's go to the flea bite now and see everyone and eat breakfast cause i'm starving.
Friends In Low Places
Stars danced around his pupils like fleas on narcotics, his tail wagging with such fervor that the hairless appendage blurred in the holoscreen.
Puppy Love
The poison ivy flourishes as tiny parasites travel a glass paradise emits rainbows gentle clouds dance away into the distance life of a mutt, the fleas whisper to me i return to the den. .
Red Moon: Wolves of Stalingrad Pt. 2
He sat up, still on the couch, the bed in the other room was flea ridden and had rats nesting in it. he didn't fancy getting even more of the fleas on his body than he already had. hygiene tended to take a nose dive during war.
Charlie barkins gay encounter part 6
Charlie:well come on then let's go then they all get up and scooby puts itchy on his back and itchy holds on tight and charlie, nick, and scooby run out of the apartment and run straight to the flea bite.
Blood, Sweat, and Diesel: Chapter 13
"you could get fleas, or worse!" "fleas?" i said with a chuckle. "don't tell me you stayed in one of those places on your last leave!" she exclaimed. "i did. can't be much worse than sleeping in a tank with a 200 pound rotty on your lap." i spat out.
The Guardians Shadow ch14
"who are you calling flea infested!" the voice growled deep in a very menacing way. "about time you showed up." i said in a harsh tone as she growled back at me.
My Boyfriend is a Werewolf: Chapter 21
Oh the horror's there is to show" he said before he retracted his arms into the shadows pulling the maimed flea with him. "whoa no! no, no, no! no! stop! please no!" the flea shouted before he vanished into the darkness.
Conspiracy?
Listen to me you flea-bitten mutt, if i hear that you were by the cunningham's again, i swear to god i'll..." "do what, exactly?" i asked as i walked up to the two of them.
Modes of Transport (a Kaos Army short story)
"not that flea bag, that's for sure." "he's not a flea bag! he's had his shots!" "can i help you?" they spun round to see a tall avian clinic nurse in a clean uniform standing by the reception desk. "we're here for the warg..." "oh, thank goodness!
Cave Drawer and the Magical Tablet
Maybe," said cave drawer looking at flea bag. "don't look at me. i didn't do anything," lied flea bag. "well, lets go. you too flea bag," said cave drawer.