The Gift (Part 2)
At once both pipes filled otises boxers with the most foul smelling and sludgy manure imaginable.
The Hunter of Baile Chapter 1: A Boy and his Farm
Often wishing things would change, which they would in due course, although north had no way of knowing that when he was up to his elbows in manure for the better part of his morning.
Why
manure, manure, a pedicure, a symbol of riches around. to be a king more suffering must be unleashed upon them. two, three, four; a knock along my door. who?s there? a saviour, a prayer?
Zootopia movie script: Point 223 Act 7 last part
Two of the penguins from madagascar (the head one and private) are in prison suits working the manure pile and don't see the impact... lead penguin: private?
New Horse: "Separate Ways"
manure happens, right?" clay clambered awkwardly out of the vehicle, a tight fit even for someone of his smaller-than-typical clydesdale stature. "take care of yourself, kimi, and i'll see ya soon."
Mesozoic Park 2 (Part 3)
"no, that is the name" jake said "it was used to harvest bird manure for fertilizer before i bought it" everyone laughed, except for matt, he just felt like he was in the middle of a complicated joke.
Separate Ways 3.1
manure happens, right?" clay clambered awkwardly out of the vehicle, a tight fit even for someone of his smaller-than-typical clydesdale stature. "take care of yourself, kimi, and i'll see ya soon."
Guardian IV Omake: Spec Ops Tigers
She was darting through the dead plains, flitting through the dried corn stalks and the manure-soaked earth, back to the plant. to the exterior. to the emergency purge valve.
This is Madness!
Julie exclaimed, the rosebush happily accepting the bag of manure from the aphid. "my favourite!" "anything for you my dear," he replied with an oily grin. "you really do love me!
A Place to Belong - Chapter 9
He said, handing me a cup of a thick vile looking black liquid that smelled like...i had no idea what the hell it smelled like but after one whiff of the stuff i felt as though i'd rather shove a pile of manure up my nostrils.
Artisanry
"okay... manure, in connection with the practice of law... that part i can believe." lightwing fetched me a playful slap to my arm.
A Bronze Rising: The Theatre
The quantities of manure i produced helped the grass recover as the summer progressed. the village itself, i never visited, for which the villagers were likely grateful. i did spy on them from above, however, no longer attempting to hide myself.