Believe – Chapter 16: Tracking
Over her lips before she started to grub.
Open Season Chapter 16: Reunion
"they'll be thrilled, a personal visit from the goddess of grub, the mistress of munchies." i said, kc playfully swatted at me. ?
Surviving Solitude Part 13
You know i could've gotten some grub myself. yeah, um. he's taking a bath over by the river behind us," i said, picking up some folded clothes, "he forgot his change of new clothes, so can you take this to him, since you are already on your way there."
The Pride Lands
However, the young boy didn't know that this was the case as he had been raised alone by that meerkat and his warthog friend who seemed to have gotten up already for some grubs.
Faux Gold
He looked around as he stared at a stone table which he thought was a dining room, all the food was really worms and grubs, he had actually eaten those!
Under The Cherry Blossoms Chapter Eight Part One
Now we had one other venture that was still working surprisingly well..supersized meal grubs. now you wouldn't be wrong in thinking something as big as them would need more food.
Mr Wolf Orders a Pizza
"thanks for the grub, bub. call me again sometime," mr wolf grinned and motioned with his thumb and pinky to resemble a phone before disappearing into the sewer pipe with the hot pizza.
Barpfotig ins Abenteuer
Die schmutzigen fusspfoten, die er tief in den zaehen schlamm grub. was er auch intensiv spuerte. die natur um sich herum, mit all den geruechen und dem wind, der ihn umstreichelte. er konnte sich nicht mehr zurueckhalten. "verdammt!"
Xenobiologist - Mind Flayer Mantle
The worm like grub burrowed around the tanuki's brainstem. it attached itself gently and began to familiarize itself with its host's neurology.
The Dark Descent
His bright blue eyes darted between the grub in his grasp, and the dwarf who held a disgusted look on her face. he sat with his legs stretched toward the fire, his feet being warmed by being so close to the flames.
GD: Skyrim Part I Welcome to Skyrim
No, that stubborn redguard had a taste for coin that put even the most money-grubbing merchant to shame.
The Rush
The grub box was a dog's gold mine if he could but snake his head inside. the lead dog whined. black and white jack lifted his muzzle higher, scenting the air. there was something strange there, something dog but not dog. it was 'not friend'.