More Than A Monster: Chapters Twenty-Three and Twenty-Four

Beneath the sparkling surface several long green fronds of water weed undulated back and forth like the tail of an impatient dragon.

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When Howard Met Nova

It was an over priced joint, with over priced liquor and filled to the gills with over stuffed bureaucrats.

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Adipose City: Orchard Care

Loaded with empty containers, the harvester was quickly reactivated and defiantly chugged to life, resuming its singular function with a whirl of blades and the dull groan of grinders turning weed into mush.

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Ander - Part 6: Subchapter 170

Bending the arm in this position would only be going _with_ the joint, and wouldn't accomplish anything. twist it back! she screamed at herself. you have to twist it back! now!

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Dancing with Anxiety - Preview

The skunk set the joint down. "i'd personally rather smell like weed than spray. yay anxiety and panic attacks," he cheered sarcastically. "hey, you're simply taking care of yourself. medication is important.

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The Unicorn Boys Part One

Fievel went into the living room where will was lighting a joint. "can i have one?" the five-year-old asked. "in a few years," will said as he began puffing at his joint.

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A Home Away From Home - Chapter 2: The Journey Begins

Jack lit a cigarette, and then a joint he had rolled for the drive before going to bed the night before.

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Army of Shadows: Chapter 6

A rather large weed had gotten it's tendrils around one of my azaleas, which was now wilting. i reached out my hands and grabbed them, the weed in my right hand, the azalea in my left.

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Gnawed [Revised]

Taking a laser pointer from his apron pocket with remarkable dexterity considering his clumsy looking, blunt fingered hand, he neatly pinpointed a beer bottle across the dance floor.

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Scars Ch. 2

"he'll come around, buy him some weed and he'll treat you like a brother." "weed?" i said confused. "yeah," chris said. "pot, cannabis, marijuana, the special medicine." i just shrug as chris gives me a confused look. "i've never heard of it."

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Pawford, Ch 6: Hangin' Out

I wasn't exactly how to force the words out of my mouth without completely destroying the dog's impression of me; in the end i was blunt, "i'm.... i'm not gay, cj."

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