[COM] His Master’s Voice
The canine officer bared his teeth in pure delight before picking the crunched tin can from the folds of his arms and casually flicked it away at a nearby building.
The Perfect Storm
The second tin sat menacingly on the counter in front of him, beside a small puddle of slightly chunky fluid that had leaked from the first. its edges were rusty, although the tin itself was mercifully intact.
Discipline
The one near me has a jewelry box, hair ties, and a pink tin of lip balm. he stirs. stirring becomes groping. grinding. his eyes crack open to start the morning staring down my barrel. he whimpers, and i grip his head.
Feel the Pull
He took an altoid mint tin out of his pocket and snapped it open. a small pile of tablets which looked like vitamins for children clattered inside. "here, take one-." kahnso cut him off when she pinched up three of the tablets.
The Chance to Explore: Part 10 Making Choices
Stated ani tin. jaden opened his mouth to answer but shut it when he realized what his honest would be. the old fox smiled sadly.
Self Inflicted Wounds: Prolouge
His clothes wreaked, his fur dirty while his tin can in front of him remained empty, all the while dark clouds remain above the city. dark, swirling clouds that hold this man's fate in a simple choice. why do i describe it like this? it's simple.
Andy 3 - Perverted Thoughts
After watching others in the store and judging with her gut instinct she had picked a few tins and taken them to the counter. "could i purchase these items please?"
Zootopia movie script: Point 223 part 5
Raham: indian tiger "centered" sunny: polar bear "pure beef...no byproducts" tin tin: arctic wolf "snickety snicks" bertolt: rabbit "jah-voe" rick: mongoose "dead snakes and a whole ton of badgers" ajax: "snort" tackle back
The Warehouse Guard
A slight rattle in the direction of the warehouse told him the company still had not fixed the corner of the tin roof.
Wastelands-Chapter 20-The Desert's Hands
I kept a bunch of gun parts that i'd acquired over the years, both pre and post war, together in a bag inside of a metal tin.
Dancing in the Rain - Prologue
His clothes tattered and torn, his fur dirty while his tin can in front of him remained empty, all the while dark clouds cover the sky above where he begs for money. why do i describe it like this? it's like i said. love has two ways of going.
First Kindness
Jaccie watched as the lizard pulled out a tin that contained make up. he proceeded to make harsh strokes and dabs attempting to cover up her bruise. "that's not going to do anything you know. you need to apply it softer."