Under Her Tail

The same cashier that worked earlier stared at evan with the same weariness one would a hobo with an 'end times' sign. "i mean...you were a goat when you bought the game an hour ago. i remember you perfectly."

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Reptilian Nights.txt

Reptilian nights the english hobo 1

Bore & Stroke

I think i remember reading that it was going to be a shopping mall at one point, only they had trouble getting funding, so it just sat for about fifteen years, collecting dust, rodents, and hobos.

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Roaring seaward

"hobo and red were the alert five strike fighters. i think they got special permission to launch..." john mccaffrey confirmed it, when they met him in the squadron ready room. "of course we did.

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The E.A.G.A.M.E.S Exegisis Pt. 1

You sorry excuse for a hobo with a spade." the human lifted his fedora, responding, "there's no rest for the re-dead, buddy." realization hit him then. "ah, it's just you, keeton. should have known."

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Working Hard part 5

We could eat roadkill with a clan of hobos and i'd still be having a great time as long as i'm sharing it with you." "that's a relief. do you know that old quarry, outside of town?" my head tilted, causing mick to erupt with laughter.

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Chapter Four: Welcome Home

"what if that bridge snapped and sent me and the hobo free falling to our grave?" "that didn't happen, did it?", i asked, rhetorically. "why is that always your excuse for every life threatening choice you make?", jacob pressed on.

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Cul-de-Sac (By Avoozl)

Nice hobo costume," zeke said. hannah had followed zeke over. "clay isn't _in_ costume, but he still gets points for actually knowing who pablo picasso is." "yeah..." clay stared at her with this pithed look in his eyes.

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Scars Ch. 2

I then hear patrick ask chris if chris is going to invite any more hobos in to his home followed by chris calling patrick an asshole. i didn't think my presence here would make anyone angry; guess that's something i should get used to.

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Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Sixteen

The streets were empty apart from the occasional car, and the less occasional hobo sleeping on the side of the road. the night was cool, but the weather was practically a hot summer day compared to the chills that were racing up and down my spine.

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Age of Grey Ether

His dull brown eyes were red and puffy from hours of gaming without break, his old orange shirt stunk of sweat and dried food that fell on him and his dirty green cargo shorts were stuck to the computer chair he bought from a hobo.

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