Thieves in the Night
Bits of broken brick and leftover cob lay in piles and scattered across the ground. labala serched with the light of but one candle, she remained as quiet as a temple mouse, incase an unwanted visitor were to stumble into her.
Chapter Two: Love's Labours Won
Her dainty finger tips brushed over the cold metal and wrapped themselves around the cool cooper, twisting open the unlocked mechanism, an ancient wash of dusty air and cob webs greeted her into her new home. \*\*\*\*1\*\*\*\* bell's radiant and mildly
All Things, Real and Imaginary (AS "R")
I've had cobs with less corn on them." "sue me, i know you love the cheese." "oh, do i?" vic sassed back. "deny it all you want, cowboy. i've seen how you get around dairy." she flicked the hat still atop his head.
Asliole 3: Enter the Dungeon
This door was huge and stone, decorated by strange engravings of some sort of jaguar man with terrifyingly big eyes and even larger fangs surrounded by strange dark tendrils... and corn cobs?
The Princess' Heat - Part 2
Yet here in forlasea, the people he saw wore belted tunics the likes of which he had only seen in history books, and built their houses of cob and thatch and mud-brick, with not a pane of glass anywhere to be found.
Pack Mentality - Chapter Five
Tobi was served his food, a heaping of mashed potato along with corn cobs and a large helping and lamb stew. it could have tasted like chalk and tobi probably wouldn't have been able to tell.
Quiet Exceptions
Flowering trees, even, and ... and watermelons, and ... corn on the cob.
A Haunting To Remember
It was unlocked, just as that shady figure in the tavern had said it would be, and with a long creak the door opened, revealing a musty, cob-webbed interior.
MLP hoarding is magic by mugman
"i'm fine, now then if you don't mind, i'm biding on daring do and wonderbolts corn cob holders" she left typing in on the keyboard another bid. the last place was fluttershy's place. as they landed they saw a really bad looking yellow pony.
Blurring the lines
Xin was once again at the grill, finishing off a batch of grilled corn on the cob, the scent coming from the large metal barrel of the smoker beside her setting my stomach to growling, immediately taking my mind off of my troubles.
search_for_sane2.txt
He doesn't say anything, but he glares at me, folding his arms and chewing on his corn cob pipe. i mouth a quick "sorry," reach into my pocket and hand him three shiny pennies and a some what weathered quarter.
Vector's Memoirs; The Chaotix That Was (Part Two)
But in seconds, i watched the cause scurry away with a half-eaten corn cob. goddamn raccoons. it was the leap that made me realize there _was_ a loading bay.