Miles to Go-Homecoming
"plus i know you dislike cajun. i thought you'd appreciate something you like every once in a while." he snorts and rolls his eyes again.
Sweet Thames
Roulez, the big cajun bombardier who flew with "zippo" jovanovic, spoke up before she could answer. "don' reckon. we ain't gotta sofa to hide under, nonc." and when she glared at him, the man grinned. "req one then, yeah?"
Tia's trials: pt 2 (Collaboration)
He spoke in a heavy accent that could be best described as a cajun accent. tia couldn't help stare at the nude male ibex, hir golden eyes riveted on his gently swaying member before snapping to. shi remembered why shi was here and what shi had to do.
Nature Calls: John's Education
John simply couldn't take any more and had to have that beer can thick cajun salami in his mouth.
Blood Brothers
He was scruffy and spoke with a strangely unique accent, reminiscent of the seediest new orleans jazz nightclubs; a queer dialect resembling french cajun. max glanced at the clock. the time read **11:57 pm**.
Nature Calls: John's Motivation
There were no familiar smells of fresh cajun cooking at the table, but the cold served spread was colorful and looked quite appetizing. several oval tree bark bowls, filled with various salads and fruits lined the middle of the long table.
Expedition: Diplomacy
"you want to convey the good news to your ragin' cajun or should i?" "she's your trump card, general." nomi replied impishly. "so you get to have the bruised ribs." "i'm getting the feeling that you think everything to do with akeya is my job."
We're Gonna Have A Bad Time 1 - A Good Ribbing
"it better involve fricasseein', i loves me sum cajun cooking!" "no, i mentioned the human base previously when you two were in your disguises." "huh?
Order Up 3: Matters of Opinion
It means 'fuck you' in cajun." brue's high-pitched giggle bounced off the walls and back to the arctic's ears. "uh-huh.
Nature Calls: John's Orientation
Since when did the men, who visited the legendary labyrinth valley, ever speak like a cajun? now why did the dream shift, with the guy now on top and riding the cock like a hungry slut?
An Endless Voyage Ch 53: To sail the stars.....
Karen let this go on for a bit, as the strong cajun woman was clearly enjoying herself. eventually however karen corrected; "excuse me, madam president. " "yes, vice admiral?" president landry replied.
Koopalings: The Teenage Years (Chapter Fourteen)
Roger planted both hands on the ground, about to rise and beat the cajun off that bent-toss-wrangler. the guffaw, high and haughty, was just funny enough to stop him. his hands went back up.