Siren the Titanis
And jesus christ, did she live up to her name. evidently titanis walleri and potentially other phorusrhacids, or “terror birds”, had beautiful, song-like calls.
Friend of the Devil
christ on the -- oughta skin that asshole's pelt for a goddamn -- _motherfuckinpieceofshitsonofa_ --" the light turned, and he stalled the truck out.
A Child is Born in Bethlehem
"the anti-christ," the ram explained, "is the spawn of satan, sent to rule the kingdoms of all creatures and deny the divinity of christ.
A Cougar, in One Sense of The Word
Jesus christ, the biscuits. you'd always had a little bit of a weakness for the things. “so, what is it you do for a living?" she asks, looking over the table into your eyes.
Colt Courting - Chapter Two -
"christ...for a paint..." finn shuddered. max held the semi-firm length lightly in one paw, as he looked up and gave a weak cough, before he wiped his muzzle.
Less Than Three
I mean...i'm not even bi, but...christ, you know?" "heh, yeah." the silence that follows would be awkward, but we're both too engrossed in our own personal live show to notice.
Wandering Ass
"fucking christ...it's hot..." travis gave off a disgruntled snarl when he suddenly realized he had arrived at the tree line just before an ongoing field of grass.
A Spyro the Dragon Musical Quickie
christ he needed this. he had received a phone call from her not five minutes ago. the shrill sound of the dragees latest hit, flamin' alive (_well you can tell by the way i flame those gnorcs, i'm a woman's man, no time to talk!
Easter in Devout America
Celebrated as a festival dedicating the resurrection of jesus christ of nazareth, this holiday is considered one of the least changed since 1997.
Welcome Back to Cappuccinos! Part 12
Jesus christ on a pogo stick! uncle!" he gulped in huge amounts of air when his father let go, and cradled his hand against his chest to check to see if his thumb was broken, but it seemed all right. "where the hell did you learn that, dad?"
The exclusive (Pledge Drive, Part 1)
_fuck_ him oh christ yes right there right fucking there oh god ohgodoh --" sandra's recorder had fallen to the ground, although the sturdy construction saved it.
Pedigree - Ch3.
christ. “i’m sorry,” i said to her, to the poor, confused charlotte staring at me like i’d lost my mind. “i’m so sorry.” “for what?” hurt leaked into her voice. “you’re sorry for what? that-" it clicked. “oh.”