Dro/bin
From the tip to the first joint, shi saw not the white flesh and membrane of hir usual wing, but a large metal plate.
Spectember: Ichthyornithid Parrots
By contrast, the lower jaw essentially lost its rhamphoteca, and became lined with blunt teeth, similar to those of long gone sauropod dinosaurs. - the feet lost their webbing, and became prehensile, allowing the birds to manipulate food items.
Black Project Files Chapter 14: Roswell part 2
Putting it into his locker then slithered into a shower stall with joint showers on a large steel pillar as a female wolf/bat hybrid in a skimpy battle outfit steps into the room. pvt.
Under the blood moon- The begining
We cruized around taking hits from the blunt and listening to devildriver. head banging to the beat when ever we stopped and acting like crazed demons.
Walking Streets
In reality this joint is actually a sleazy strip-joint, catering to the city's more unusual tastes. brack leads me into his little shop of whores (pun intended).
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.
Amandala: General Facts
Hair color: light purple eye color: light gray pokemon appendages: tail, mewtwo's blunt horns on top of his head.
Backroom Deals
I knew what weed was, and i knew that it wasn't quite as bad as most of my guidance councillors would have me believe. hell, i lived in vancouver; weed was just a fact of life. hell, i'll be honest; i'd tried it once.
The Garden
No other flower dared speak to a weed. he became desperate for somebody, anybody, to talk to. he longed for a friend in the rose, and reached out the only way he knew how.
Lingering Melancholy
He's heard a new joint just opened up a few streets over... maybe he'll get something to calm his stomach. ...nah, fuck it, he's gonna get a meal. ...a plus sized meal, he wants to feel good tonight.
S1 Ep4 Home
"i wasn't trying to come off blunt... it's just i knew that he was there that's all i wasn't trying to be mean".
AJ, the Dingo Cowboy in the Old West
The entire joint ran silent as a figure draped in black walked in as though he owned the joint. he had a cheeky grin on his muzzle and he tossed his finished cigar butt on the floor as though to make a statement.