Hell Week p. 1-35
What he wouldn't have given for a cart, just one cart, a simple one with four wheels like a peddler might drive. he wouldn't even ask for an ox or a donkey. he wouldn't mind pulling, if there were wheels to ease the load.
Pj and Pete chapter 22 Part 2
Teachers at his school, my poker buddies, this limp dicked salami peddler, fuck even the neighbors ain't safe from the boy's needy asshole." "really now?" bryce grinned. "now those are some stories i'd love to hear."
Regular 'Ho
"another snake oil peddler... thick as pollen this year. don't fall for it." thomas' palm approached yeti abs, slow as molasses. it backhanded the bald bumps nigh as hard as that dead gnat could. now.
Tales - Employee Benefits
Once upon a time, just a few short years ago, peddlers and merchants had sold all manner of mysterious potions - both real and fake, and often with side effects that heavily outweighed their benefits.
Pj and Pete chapter 20
"i'm real thankful a young cutie like pj has the time to let an old meat peddler like me sleep with him." "heh-heh it ain't 'bout havin' da time for that one." pete smirked. "the kid's a cock hungry little slut who will give it up to any guy who asks.
A Panther First Time On His Belly
There were markets where peddlers called out their wares in the familiar native tongues and dialects, something that made his ears ring with delight.
Krampus, the Anti-Claus: A Furry Christmas Carol
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The Distant Year - CHAPTER 3
She is our divine example, not a peddler of petty miracles to beg solve our every woe. we would exhaust all means before asking her, even if she were not otherwise indisposed.
Kingdoms, Part one Land of the Magi
peddlers were on the streets selling their wares. matt walked past them looking for a inn, when a tavern caught his eye and he walked on in. the tavern was three stories high and doubled as an inn.
Space Invaders: The Rebel Camp
There was some street peddler, part of an annual town bazaar or some such thing. though come to think of it, i'm not sure he was officially part of the bazaar, more like some homeless guy selling junk that looked as close to valuable as garbage can get.
Blue
Father asked one group of arms peddlers who had returned mostly intact - the speaker of the group had had the lower half of his left arm chopped off, not at the elbow, but halfway along the forearm.
Shade Hunter
The whole place looked abandoned, and it was eerie to see all the spots where street vendors and junk peddlers set up shop vacant. "well doesn't this just piss in the wind?" he had to walk another few blocks before he saw any kind of life.