Jeremy 037; Kaiju Sighting
They'd left the doors of the garishly painted volkswagen open. they raced to the beach and disappeared into the still heavy fog. jeremy could only hear them until their shouts too became muffled by the fog and the sound of the surf.
Interview #9: SILVER interviews YOYO from SIMSALA GRIMM
Sauerbraten schibe volkswagen sauerkraut. silver: bless you! kataze: oh, i forgot. yoyo's show is from germany. so he only speaks germanese. erik: hmm. was there an english version? kataze: i think so.
Room 69 #2: A Daring Confession
There was a bright red volkswagen jetta, emblazoned with an evil smiley face decal on the front.
Track and Field: Part 19 - It's Time
Scanning the parking lot again for the umpteenth time i still caught no sight of my track coach's volkswagen. "come on, mindy," i grumbled. "you said you'd be here at four."
Explanation of Rules
Too long or says a duplicate rhyme has to drink | | 10 | categories | the player who pulled the card comes up with a category and the rest of the players have to come up with something that fits in that category. e.i. car brands: ford, chevy, volkswagen
Cabana Confessions
He hailed a cabbie in a rickety yellow volkswagen with a taxi light duct-taped to the roof and opened the passenger door. he beckoned for me to enter, gesturing with his open palm. "ladies first!"
Homecoming Dance
His little volkswagen seemed out of place among the chevy, dodge, acura, and mercedes cars that parents were so fond of buying for their precious darlings and brilliant sons. before he got out, he grabbed a last minute-thing from the glove box.
Track and Field: Part 20 - Almost Lover
Trace, the poor thing, was not the size for a volkswagen. the hunky weimaraner looked about as comfortable as a sardine stuffed into a tin can. his hunched, bulging form was not happy, nor was it meant to be so confined. he was also upset with me.
College Nightmares
Pulling out of the driveway in an old beat up volkswagen, the coyote looked over the dirty street that he had grown up in.
Flash Fictions Fall 2016
He squeezed himself into a tiny volkswagen and sped off, leaving me in the doorway holding the pizza still staring with my mouth open. when my fingers started to burn from the heat i yipped and hurried into the house, slamming the door with my tail.
The Dragon and the Princess
By the way...the dragon on the side of the volkswagen van is not the same dragon as in the story. that one on the van is 20th century hippy art.
One Act
As i unlocked my little volkswagen, i glanced around and saw that no one was in the proximity and let out a breath before reaching behind me and pulling my three foot tail free from my pant leg.