Generia Quest Ch 1: Fucking Rogues and Elf Bastardry
As’hle was more of a supremacist than the average elf, the chip on his shoulder over the use of human summons large enough to hold all the salsa in mexico.
El Rey y El Tirano
Un enorme cerdo asado, acompañados con una salsa deliciosa, hecha especialmente por el. era demasiado para un almuerzo, pero con eso aguantabamos para todo el dia. y bueno, un cerdo asado para dos personas quiza es una exageración.
08 - Saldré con un amigo
Los fragantes olores de las carnes, las salsas caseras y el humo tentador de las parrillas, desataban un apetito irresistible, prometiendo una experiencia inolvidable tanto para el paladar como para el estómago.
Cinder And Bone: Chapter One
" "...do you prefer swing or salsa?" the scyther raised her arm. left with few options, the grass type dove forward, sliding between the mantis's legs. the scyther stumbled a bit, surprised despite her speed.
Proyecto FUR 6
En otro lado del comedor, exveemon y crocodyne estaban sentados en una mesa disfrutando un platillo de pechugas de pavo rellenas de pétalos de rosa y bañadas en salsa de mandarina acompañadas de vino blanco.
That Bright Chord
The tune sounded like salsa, but had a decidedly jazzy edge. around us, people were standing, walking to the clear space in front of the stage. tom tapped me on the arm, as the noise was considerable, and pointed to the front, grinning.
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Thirty
“what the habanero salsa smoothies made you think you had to change to fit in with us?” **_“grau—”_** “no, shut your stupid mouth!” i snapped. “you’re right! i’m a klaon. jade is a genie. aesop is a leprechaun.
Kindergarten Merc
He savors the taste and dips it in salsa and sour cream for his next bite. rick says with his mouth full, "i love this!" periwinkle chews and nods in agreement. "the food around here is so boring!
Life Goes On: Part 1 - Daily Life
After a short thirty minutes chad had gathered a loaf of bread, a gallon of milk, some lunch meat, tv dinners, a bag of salt and vinegar chips, nachos, salsa, a box of ritz crackers, and a 24 pack of mtn. dew and bottled water.
Those Damn Blue eyes
My tongue swirls around that fetid pucker like one of those salsa dancers down in the latin district. i hear the \*rrrrrrrrrip\* of the duct tape, followed by dane squirming above me again.
Demon Fountain, Chapter 8
A little something extra in the salsa and dip wouldn’t hurt either.” she gave a little wink, “i believe alice’s mom is involved in the local church, right?”
Out of Position bonus story: False Dawn
I'm still eating the chips and salsa even after my tacos have vanished. you don't get this kind of food in hilltown. brian watches over the rim of his second margarita. i've limited myself to one, though they're good, too.