The Apartment Complex

The only time i have ever missed a class in my college career was during the second semester of my freshman year; i had food poisoning from the meal i had at the texas roadhouse the night before. my grades were still decent this year.

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Cassandra IV

He needed to reach what looked like the blasted remains of an old roadhouse a mile or so ahead before resting. wreath knew the next time he sat would be for hours, well into the night. he could only force so much from his pampered body.

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A Boy and His Kobold

The warmth of the summer sun and the promise of relaxing by the cool water soon had him humming the melody of a song he'd heard when a wandering bard had stayed at the roadhouse.

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Zootopia: More Than Partners, More Than Friends - Part 13

"i've seen my fair share of roadhouses back in texas that were more elegant than this place," said billy, clearly disgusted by the surroundings. "i hate going in bars anyway," said jack, trying to wave smoke away from their table.

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An Advanced Reality, Ch.2

We quickly crossed to the place across the street, the roadhouse, and ordered a bloomin' onion. i smiled. "you always were stronger."

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Hyper-active Imagination

He wanted to straddle that giant cock like a roadhouse mechanical bull and ride it as it bucked and lurched. he would latch his arms and legs across it and rub his tongue along every inch that was available to him.

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Self-Preservation

Jack and her had made love, a soft, deep intimate kind that had been long forgotten when he had been deep in his spirits of beer, and whiskey, when he would come home smelling like roadhouses on the sides of dirty avenues, and the time when he had broken

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The OK Bar

It served as a location reminder for truckers or hopelessly lost motorists-helpfully, the roadhouse's sign had the words "ok bar" written in red neon letters inside a yellow neon outline of oklahoma.

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Shootout at the Ragged Mare (story by ceeb)

In the great tradition of lost motorists sealing their fate in both porno and horror films, she finally pulled up to the lonesome roadhouse that she'd driven past what she mistakenly thought was dozens of times.

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Consequences

The lincoln street roadhouse." "why?" "because you _owe_ me," the vixen said. "you still owe me. and the least you can do is get me some information." warily, jeff buckled his belt and pushed the audi's starter. "okay?"

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The Poetical Answer

Leo's son, the guy who runs the roadhouse. he said it's okay, because then you get to be whoever, without being tied down to your past. but even if i don't have a past, brian's kid is still... out there." "true. can't change that, i guess." "no. but.

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Out of The Ordinary

The cd then changed to the door's "roadhouse blues" _"keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel"_ jamie turned his attention back to the road and suddenly slammed on the breaks to avoid ramming a toyota in front of him.

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