Mondays Are Always the Same
The bar opens up and the muskrat and tabby in front of me order their lunches. when i get up there i buy a asian salad and an apple.
Chapter Ten: Revelation
You could have fooled me you giant ear-ed, puffy tailed, overgrown albino muskrat triple dipped in a fresh batch of go fuck yourself.. i'm beginning to think i have a grudge problem. "what else did you have in mind?", rick asks, sitting up.
The Curse of the Yellow Monkey - Chapter 8 - Termination
Fortunately for vikki it was made when the muskrat was high end of one of her weight swings. vikki adjusted her swollen breasts in the cups and spread the skirt over her protruding belly. the back of the dress hung on her tail, but it would do.
Broke for the Land of Nod
The lieutenant to her right side was a kmt moreau, a muskrat whose chubby profile made his report seem less than serious no matter what he was saying. "no, ma'am. they're quite dead.
Aquifers
One was a wolf; one was a muskrat. both of them said the same things. _i liked looking at boys. girls didn't do it for me. i finally had to admit to myself that i was gay_ frustrated, he switched off the computer.
RIDER: A Metamor Keep Story
"a muskrat or even a opossum, those i could understand." wheeler just shrugged again and got up. "it's a long story. i'll tell you about it later. really." he tossed two coins onto the table and patted shinto on the head playfully.
Analog Pt. I
You're the elmo muskrat of the world!" "elmo's just a spoiled rich kid in a perpetual meltdown." "i don't let this shit define me.