Business and Pleasure
An explosion of sharp sour flavor nearly floors the filly. diamond tiara struggled to hide her revulsion, but continued to lap away at the nearly black layer of grime on the stallion's soles.
End of My World 4
I closed my eyes for the briefest of moments as i swallowed the spring roll and when i opened them some of the sweet and sour something was dangling enticingly in front of my nose.
One Night, by the Docks
"fine," the officer said, trying to hide his mounting discomfort with a sour look, "but if you remember anything, let us know." he turned around and left, trying to make his nervous glance back seem discreet.
Dragon Rider
I gagged, which sent some putrid fluid into my mouth; it tasted sour and earthy. i tried to pull my head out, and bymar finally let me go. i gagged again, then breathed in the fresh air; i heard a strange sound.
Ballade Against Cheesemongery
Remove it please: its power to sour my gut, your soul to damn! i do desire no vanity in cheese.
Bitter Sweet
I've tasted many things; savory. spiciness, bland, sour, and simply nothing. savory is my favorite. it is the prime opposite of bitter, and only enhances other flavors. the sweets feel more natural and welcomed.
A Day With No Tide (excerpt)
"it's probably gone sour." only one dish remained on the table, artlessly arranged rind cheese and hand-torn bread chunks drizzled with honey. "it's cheese. it's _already_ gone sour." delphine was unwilling to be mollified.
Guests
"he's just sour because he lost at poker.
Dog
Weeks on the road bred sour scents all around. his crotch was the worst. sweat made him itch, and the severe musk had a rough way of bargaining with each breath he took through the nostrils. the dog barked again.
More than Kin, Less than Kind: Chapter Four
._ "yeah, i'm as ready as i'm ever gonna be," they answered aloud, keeping the sour taste of their thoughts out of their voice. frisk heard the sourness anyway. "and, uh, don't worry about dad--well, i guess i should say, sans--getting on your nerves.
The Wolf in the Woods
Her face soured again as she thought about it a little longer, _'bestiality? oh yeah, one time i went in the forest and just decided hey, i'll just blow this wild wolf and let it knot me... fuck what's wrong with you girl?!'
99% proof...
Is ever the time for regret belittle the beggar who has a glass full give him sense, not cents, & give it all to the skull hard headed, trash bedded, still funny any time theirs a happy hour swallow the lemon slices each time expecting nothing sour