Thoughts of a Lapine Drummer

The otter was laughing with him, and a tobacco burst fender stratocaster guitar was hanging in front of him, suspended by it's strap. _oh, yes._ he thought. _you guys continue to joke around, when, really, your jokes are really utter shit.

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Harper

With a practiced motion, he lit the end with his antique lighter, the sweet taste of the tobacco releasing a deep sigh from within as he blew a steady stream of smoke from his nostrils. _these things will be the death of me,_ he mused.

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Broken Condom

In the bedroom, he could smell the sweet scent of burning pipe tobacco as his lover smoked a post-coital bowl. alex walked into the room and looked at his lover. "what's wrong, alex?"

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Sleep deprivation.

He spat into the can, licking over his lips, clearing any remainder of the raisin-and-honey sweet tobacco-spit from his lips.

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Shifting Paradigms in Corporate Best Practices 2

He held it in front of his nose, sniffing the dense, sweet scent of the tobacco. it was a large roll, over an inch thick, and nearly ten inches long. chet licked his lips. he'd tasted the cigars by proxy before.

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Killer of Pipefixers

She cackled and spat her tobacco into a gourd, not the ground. jaeghi smiled.

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The Club 2

Smoking a pipe, his dark eyes alight as he lit a match and took a deep drag of tobacco, puffing with a lusty sigh.

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Fishing for a bear part 2

Dallas came to a long winding river, and then followed it up stream, every now and then sniffing the air, locking onto that combo of pipe tobacco and old worn in leather.

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SynTech: Barely There Bear Breakup

Her cock smacked across her belly, still leaking and drooling as she angrily puffed on the tobacco. the taste was unfamiliar and for a moment adriel wondered why it was so strange. maybe she'd bought the wrong box last time at the shop?

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Untitled #8.14

Untitled #8.14 * * * "yeah, some body got dug out uh the ground," the potbellied turkey laughed in a thick new york accent, his voice rough as gravel from years of smoking the pipe he was currently loading with a mixture of tobacco and pot.

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One Man’s Trash, Another Man’s Treasure

As they walked in the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco filled their noses. tyson steered coren over to a couch near the back of the club. 'i don't know why you brought me here.' coren said. 'as i said, i hope it will cheer you up.'

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