Morning Routine
Setting the tin down, razz picked up yet another to offer to the left pawmaw.
The Hunted's Journey #2
This is tin-man out, flying back to base." "righto tin-man." draco said cheerfully. i flew back to the village, and landed in the square, almost running out of runway, but stopping about five metres short of a building.
ACS-theCInTheCan.txt
\*\*\*end attachment\*\*\* artifact tin can \*\*\*attachment\*\*\* after [experiment 2009-11-23\_tin-can], the volume of the container's liquid contents seems to have increased by roughly 32%.
post-society: intro
'fresh' as tinned food got, anyway...) now.
Chapter 1: Nightmare
tin set off a fairly embarrassing chain reaction. ten erupted into barking, canine glee, and rin had a clearly amused expression on her face.
The Hike
I take the key from the ignition, and put it in an altoids tin. getting out of the car, i walk a little ways onto the trail, and hide the tin under a bush just after the first turn.
Fizzy Fox
His tail wagging wildly he opened a drawer and pulled out a tin of mentos he had bought for his job interview.
No Hope To Graduate
She left the room and heard something falling over, like a tin bowl. she followed the sound and then a scent hit her. on the ground there was brenda's shirt and vest, torn up and left alone.
An Alien Lover
Lar grinned, and i sighed as i pondered the exact meaning of "gre tin" in their language.
Chapter 4 - Family Far and Near
Need tin! carpet!" i had no idea what the last word meant, but i answered, "tin's here in san francisco with me. he's working the bar. you should see him, he's wearing a bowtie."
a chance encounter
tins went by fast i was thankfully my years of watching ball and cup were is the ball videos had made my eyes super good, that and sleeping for 6 months helps too. i picked up some tins and checked them over a small dent is still a dent.
The cruel path of survival. (Flexible infection homage)
Venture into the heart of the lions den had been a daft idea from the start but this was something and right now he couldn't be picky, slinging the tins into his backpack, he picked back up his baton, making his way back to the damaged scaffold, climbing