Chapter 4
Through the 1950s, 60s, 70s and now at an all-time record high tension in the 1980s no nation dared lower their retaliatory aresonal. the us hadn't closed any of the strategic air command bases it had established over the years.
Ben's Travels Chapter I (WIP)
An old beat up early '70s garbage truck that had a light blue colored cab and white colored garbage compacter with lots of rust stopped by the home and an older husky in his late 40s wearing jeans, steel toe boots, a white tee and a bright orange safety vest
dark winter 3.5
It was some cheesy horror flick from the 70s. ben shook his head and doesn't know how he keeps being interested in these. "you're such a nerd watching all these old ancient films," he jokingly said. dave chuckled.
In The Water, I Am Beautiful
It used to be for the water polo team from the '70s. it was meant to continue, but the school found it fitting not to, due to the decline of interest. all barry knew, was this was all his own. never to be interrupted.
Akio's House (Part 1)
\* \* \* half of akio's large, spacious house was a shrine to hippy bands from the 70s, decked out like a camper-van tour bus but with added designer names on all the retro stuff.
Here’s Where the Dog is Buried
The wolf thought it sounded like a 70s children tune in an unknown language. not that the wolf cared as he continued to shout and struggle against his duct-taped restraints. the damn duct tape, wrapped onto his bare fur.
The Book
Setting the book down on the counter, the old dragon, maybe in his 70s, about 7 foot tall, and covered in solid blue scales, looks down at the otter. "i knew this book would find the right person.
To Know When to Fold ‘em
"right, so the next time i'm driving this specific station wagon from the 70s i won't have to call a mechanic." he tosses it over his shoulder and stamps his paw down in a temper. "flick! this is a such a waste of bloody time!"
To Know When to Fold 'em
"right, so the next time i'm driving this specific station wagon from the 70s i won't have to call a mechanic." he tosses it over his shoulder and stamps his paw down in a temper. "flick! this is a such a waste of bloody time!"
A Lay in the Park
"huh... well, it's not exactly as bad as it was in the 70s," she said to herself, watching the couple copulating on the roof, apparently still somehow oblivious to the noise that the hyena--a relative of the woman on top, perhaps, since she was a hyena too
A Lay in the Park
"huh... well, it's not exactly as bad as it was in the 70s," she said to herself, watching the couple copulating on the roof, apparently still somehow oblivious to the noise that the hyena--a relative of the woman on top, perhaps, since she was a hyena
Growvember Day 10
Mary was the shortest of us, so i figured she was around the high 70s, low 80s. if anything, it only made me feel even worse at how large we had become. arriving at the camp, we were greeting by a small group, maybe at least 15 giants.