Work-end out of sight
From whom can you expect anything at all, when it seems so damn obvious that our little snail trails are in vain? what can _you_ expect?
the wolf and the hunter
I must keep moving i can't be snail - 23. i hear the howls of the pack - 24. but the hunter is still on my track - 25. i howl to the moon praying for speed - 26. for my paws are starting to bleed - 27. i must be smart and cunning like fox - 28.
Pokemon - TOTGM - After Story Special - 5
Chapter 5 - Those Within Him As he made his way along his journey, Chris spent his time bonding with his new companions, working to defend Bounsweet from occasional predators and keeping Goomy consistently covered in lotion to prevent the slime...
An Ode to Snakes! (A slightly Surreal Poem)
Aaaaaaaa (you can find it here: http://www.sofurry.com/view/444607) snakes are better than saigas or snails better than foxes, servals or whales! better than lichen, better than moss better than w.a.s.p or david lee roth!
Black Widow and The Tarantula Ten
They were coming...slowly and relentlessly, like wicked little snails. you could see fire and black smoke rising high into the morning sky, deflowering the purity of the cotton clouds and blackening out the sun.
When Your Crush Almost Crushes You
Feeling the sticky remnants of the stomped snail getting off her sole, brushed away by the soft grass.
WC day 3: snow
Steam visibly rose from the aromatic butterscotch-cinnamon pie, hold the snails. rook hopped off brinley's lap to excitedly peer over the couch at the treat. his little antlers just beginning to be visible through his thick mop of black hair.
Taffy's Story (A Dear Diary Work) - 23 October 2011
Also i hate cabbage and snails (especially together), and that creepy komodo jean who lives down the road. he tried to kiss me when we were both little, freak.
CSYA Ch6: School Work
Each hour crawled by, as if the hands of the clocks in all of the rooms had been replaced by snails. the only part of the day that seemed to fly by was lunch, which then seemed too short.
Prologue: Suck, Trick or Treat 2, Historical Halloween
"i watched a snail, crawl along the edge of a straight razor." "cut it out private kurrs." the pair kept moving. "lots, yes. what did you have for me, minh?" "reporter is waiting. washington star he says." "those assholes.
Rescuing Hostages
Time came to a snail's pace as i identified a figure running at the chopper from behind a building. i took aim at the anthro, who wore an oversized vest strapped to his body, and fired one round; a clear shot to the head.
true love
A lot of sand we got a hot crustacean band each little clam here know how to jam here under the sea each little slug here cuttin' a rug here under the sea each little snail here know how to wail here that's why it's hotter under the water ya we