Trucker Fucked
Inside i could see a cooler stocked with ice, bottled water, beer, and a few different kinds of snacks. "beer?" the bear asked gruffly.
New neighbors
Let's get the rest of that beer in there for later." ris eyed the label on the bottle. "sionnach's saison. i'm a bit of a beer-head, but i haven't heard of that brand before. it a local?
Adding Members To The Pack
"did...did you put some kind of flesh eating stuff in that beer, dude?" "you _still_ think that was a beer you just drank?
Independent: Chapter 1
Only a few minutes later, his beer was brought out to him on a tray. a quick 15% tip to the waiter and he was guzzling down an organic, independently brewed beer unaffiliated with any major corporations. yay.
Roadside Horsecock
“i’m sure your boxers have seen worse stains than some beer. you gonna piss or not?” “yes, mom! want to watch me to make sure?”
Wedding Mouse, 5 of 7
Troy took another sip of his beer, set the bottle down between his leg and his tail so it wouldn't spill over.
Becoming What You Wanted
A pint of beer for noah and a cider for lyle that noah teased him about. lyle at this point couldn't care less for drinking a "girly" drink. he just could not stand most beers.
Spare Tire
The new friends bullshitted, had a few beers each and watched tv. when the pizza showed up, they devoured the entire thing slice for slice and killed off the rest of vitch's beer supply.
Weekend at Mr. Ratburn's - Part 1 of 3
"it's beer." beer? buster wondered if he'd heard that correctly. did mr. ratburn say root beer? no he hadn't. he said beer! "we're gonna have . . . beer?" asked buster in disbelief. "if you want to," said mr. ratburn.
That Gay Goth Dog: Chapter 18: The Battle to be Normal.
Panting with thoughts ran on and on, this nightmare grew worse and worse. But, for some reason, there was something there for me. The lights lifted, the stage energized. And my fucking bass player was passed out cold from to much whisky flowing though...
Twist of Cain - Part 1
Cain ate his share of the pizza, seeing his mother go through beer after beer. each time she got up to go to the frig, she was more tipsy. it wasn't until she was halfway through the twelve pack that she noticed cain's look.
Gas Station Slut
Hairy with a beer belly, a stained maroon shirt with plaid over the top and a pair of loose-fitting jeans all carrying the scents of sweat and cheap beer. he was the hercules of truckers. hercules walked straight to the alcohol cooler.