Nightmare Plantae
He doesn't appear to be one of the creepy hobos that are not at all uncommon in the neighborhood. 'maybe a trick of the light. uggh, so creepy.' frysco thinks. "it's too bad about this garden. nothing can thrive here. almost nothing.
Is this Real?
"i almost didn't recognize you from last time, what did hobo chic go out of style a few days ago?" asked rin, pointing to the fox's well chosen attire of designer jeans and a silk shirt. "hobo chic ?"
Gemini Ties: Snap Fun
"he's been gone two hours, and you're already acting like a sex starved hobo, aren't you?" she shook her head as she started putting food in the cabinets, and freezer.
Homeless, Anything Helps
I see him there almost every day. He sits and talks the other homeless folk beside the intersections of the main road, under the patch of trees that gives them shade from the sun and some shelter from the rain. It's so close to work, I can't help but...
Nightshift
He ran across the park to mark his favorite tree, passing the duck pond and the park bench where the old hobo with the hungarian accent was often sleeping, shortly after leaping in-between two loose fence boards, when all of the sudden he was caught in a wire
Halloween 2019: Chapter 6
You think i didn't notice the constant stream of kids, hobos, and other shitheads disappearing without a fuckin' trace? you think i didn't figure out exactly where they disappeared?
Catnip
Straga sighs, "mayhap, but how are two hobo tigers supposed to pay for such services". "quite simply oh brother of mine". viki pulls a handful of stones from her satchel and holds them in her left hand. straga is boggled yet again by her absurdity.
Hypnovember - Day 4: Musk/Scent
The reek paralyzed him while the hobo rat smeared cum all over the spandex suit, all while looking at him with crazy eyes and his tongue out. "i bet you stink too, mr. golden horn. wearing this suit all day should make you sweat a lot. yes. yes.
The Ballad of Terry Chaplet
This story takes place at a sort of folk singer woodstock and hobo gathering at which the players are going to attempt to bring the rest of the gods back. theodora chaplet is a human planeswalker, conceptually based on dorothy, from the wizard of oz.
College Nightmares
You look like a fucking hobo; i think you came to the wrong place. this is a college, not a back alley." the bunny's entourage of friends nodded and whispered to one another shooting him glances all the while.
Part VI- Do Gene Spliced Hybrids Dream of Cloned Chimerical Sheep?
"i was starting to wonder why you insisted on k-k-keeping tabs on our little hobo. smells like ... amore ..." basil rolled his eyes, but didn't dignify his compiled cohort's retort with his own usual parlay.
Delivery Tip
"fuck me already, you hobo fuck. i'll buy you a cheeseburger if you manage to jizz inside of me. not too dehydrated for that, are you?" lars gyrated, and not very skilfully, but the effort was there and the fucking was sincere.