The Map To Everything: Chapter 6
No beef." he glared at his friend and walked outside. leaving david to look over the menu. the waitress was a young fox. she looked at david, "so, what can i get you, sugar?"
Dude Ranch
He tried to comprehend the situation for even a moment - he was going to be an animal, one of a herd of cattle raised for beef! that was impossible, he thought.
Parallel Universe: Ch2
I began to boil some pasta and cooked some tomato sauce with minced beef. the savoury aroma hangs in the air, making mei to drool a little, but just enough for me to see.
Illumanati's Diary 2
\*belch\* beef... potatoes... carrots... broccoli :p and gravy. and for desert, cheesecake. my favourite. was that a monster howling? \>.\> there was a lot of belching at the table.
Some Good Deli Vibes!
A sample of zesty roast beef? sure! i give substance, style, and yes, i give that extra mile.
Forgotten Ch.4
He had made hot roast beef sandwiches from a left over pot roast. getting slightly delusional from the smell we sat across from each other and ate our midday lunch. by the time i left it was already 6:49 pm.
The Power of Belief [PTRN]
The same was said of his front, with his chest billowing out into prodigious mounds of beef that cratered the ground underneath him as his weight pressed down on the dirt.
Emulation Practice: Murder, Part 2
Mounds of brown beef bolstered every twitch of his labor. it all added up to the kind of conquest that belonged buried under gravelly, compact soil, without so much as a coffin to honor his departure.
Emulation Practice: Murder, Part 2
Mounds of brown beef bolstered every twitch of his labor. it all added up to the kind of conquest that belonged buried under gravelly, compact soil, without so much as a coffin to honor his departure.
Enjoying the Meathook
Ripping the chainsaw from his lennie-like hands, i gut him, watching his welch's ground beef splatter all over me, and my toasted friend. with a great howl, i leap, and race out of the death shack, blood spattering, but soul, and heart flying.
A biography of my fursona, Sage.
Likes: music (rock, metal, orchestral, jazz, soundtracks), video games (survival horror, fps games, anything made by konami), books (stephen king, especially), friends, teriyaki beef jerky.
Cinema Slurping
The bull's cock flopped free, a huge log of beef that slapped up into the ravine of his navel. his enormous cods however, pushed and flopped up and over that waistband to sprawl out onto the 'v' of the bull's open jeans.