We two: The breakdown
"you guys look like hobos." the door was once again knocked. "i'll get this one." lucas said, lazily pulling himself up, yawning and heading for the door.
Cold-Hearted: Part 2
It's so shy, and cute, even when you look like a hobo."
Strange Love: The Late Night
The real reason they were having the party in the club house (which was really a shack in the woods they had kicked a hobo out of) was to celebrate a victory in a battle between them and another gang.
Misty Luanne Chronicles part 1
Amanda was always a xbox hobo. "wonder if they will be presenting any new features or if it will be all games, no bang?" sam threw in. "more than likely they will have alot of bang.they usually do.
Clay and Josh (part 3)
"how 'bout the 'hobo?'" rose suggested. josh looked up at her quizzingly, "the 'hobo?'" "yeah," clay laughed, "it's an island thing. it's spam, broccoli, culliflower, sliced carrots, and onions ever white rice. it's great!
Sunrise Train - Lonely Hearts
She was dressed in cheep civilian clothing, the kind you'd expect on a hobo. she had ripped open one of the hay barrels and had spread the brown stuff into a makeshift bed. "come on then," terrace said "come out of there."
Experiment 11236.5578
Sheldon finally figured out the difference between the dean listening to the voices, and the average crazy hobo. the hobo never stopped and listened, never changed timbre and cadence and tone.
Ch. 1 So Troublesome
Sifting through the pocket of my hobo sweatpants the worse came to worse when i realized...i was one quarter short.
Sorry, Just sorry.
"oh yes, i'm drooling like a hobo over a can of beans." like a sponge soaking up a spill, he lapped at her furred gash. it was like an icicle on the first thaw, dripping those hot juices onto his muzzle and tongue, hot and thick tasting.
Reptilian Nights.txt
Reptilian nights the english hobo 1
A Week's Worth of Growth, Chapter One
_can't just have one nice walk through the park without some stupid hobo messing the whole thing up, can i?
Shattered Episode1: From hell to heaven, and back
Dealers, hobos, night runners they were all here to do their job. "hey, scrub" a deep voice spoke, clearly aimed towards me. turning my head to see a man with robotic arm, gouged eye and a gap in his torso that had been stitched up with metal.