Always.....
It can be found on my 'favorite art' page life on the farm has always been hard; it was harder eighty eight years ago. being a farm kid was harder still. there was the hard work, chores and long hours, combined with social isolation and boredom.
The Grease With The Golden Spring Onion
He must be forty already, and he probably wants to be eighty years old, still embarrassing himself with miss piggy" rupert suppressed his laughter that time, both swans sighing in amusement before kissing once more.
Alternate Episode 1
Now her legs were split at about one hundred and eighty degrees.
Eastbound and Down
He clicked the throttle up a knock and the speedometer crawled upward from eighty-five to ninety. the rig climbed another two inches from the pavement and the hum of the lifters rose in pitch.
A World of Males part 1
The group, formed by the one hundred most powerful wizards of the time gathered together to harness the power of the comet, which was appeared every eighty years.
Up The Drainpipe
# Chapter 4: Up The Drainpipe _June 8'th 1988 09:00 Hours London, England_ The first thing to come to me was the scent. It was human. More than that, it was a familiar human, one that promised safety. Slowly, I opened my eyes. It took...
Gortoz 'A Ran - ch 81 - Friendship aside
Seven-twenty p uses a resolution of twelve hundred and eighty by seven hundred and twenty pixels. ten-eighty p uses a resolution up to nineteen hundred and twenty by one thousand and eighty pixels.'
The Nightingale
"the ne'ki has pushed back the initial assault tinker, eighty percent federation casualties are being reported." eve looked out into the void as she spoke from her emitter.
Recollections (2021 Christmas Special)
"wait till you're eighty-nine!" nancy pointed. "it's so funny... i mentally don't feel eighty-nine... my body sure does! but i don't feel eighty-nine in my head. i'm still sharp as a tack, which i'm so thankful for. i lost a couple friends to dementia.
Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure, Eighty-seventh Entry
(let's not talk about what happens if we fail) pathfinding: an adult choose your own adventure eighty-seventh entry by gideon kalve jarvis **vote tallies** 1 - diplomacy - 2 - surgical strike - 1 3 - attack!
Kioga 5: Let's Go Cubbing
The wolf, a foot taller and eighty pounds heavier, was wearing a halloween sailor's shirt and a cap, not unlike donald duck, and a pair of thigh-high boyshorts that bulged on all sides with his thick, ridiculous underwear.
"Scribe" Chapter 41
“teg, bring turbines down to seventy percent, pitch to eighty." “copy, turbines to seventy, pitch to eighty." tegram repeated. al'janess banked the bomber left, holding their turn to zero magnetic.