Excerpt: Every Breath Closer - Inhuman Acts Anthology

I poured a finger of whisky from the bottom desk drawer as i grabbed the phone by my desk. the only female in the world i wouldn't mind seeing dead answered in two rings. formalities were skipped; "half!

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The Happy Crow's Creamy Latte

With a loud splort jak gasps thick light brown irish whiskey cream hammering into his beak and face.

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Assassin: Part 2

We walked down to the docks where our ferry would be docked, chatting about the benefits of fine irish whisky and pretty irish femmes. "what does your cousin do for a living?" i asked, q laughed and rolled his eyes.

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As The Rain Came Down Redux

Good irish whisky lad, i got my special reserve you know, as marcus licks his muzzle saying, i can't but let's make it two weeks on saturday at shenanigans' pub, i have still some work to finish then you & i will have some drinks also if you get me drunk

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Commission: "St. Patrick's Day in Lakertown"

"ever had irish whiskey with salt on the rocks?" cherry let out a curious trill. "no." "well then," i proposed next, "let's get you acquainted. still got your fake i.d.?"

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"Family Tails" - Chapter 39

"aye, a one hundred year old bottle of the finest irish whisky ever made," ron beamed. "where...did...you...get..._this_?" rob asked slowly. "sure now, i dinna just spend all me time a sight-seein' when we went to erin eleven years ago, and so i' 'tis.

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Scarlet Necklace - Part II - Graduation

He put the cap back on the bottle of whiskey and it disappeared into the drawer. celebrations were over. "i'll let you know what i find out." \* \* \* \* \* \* \* \* white delivered the next bottle of irish whisky himself.

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Miracle is an old coat: A promise made, a promise kept

I had greatly exceeded my limit of alcohol intake aided by thomas, who had some time during the night switched my drinks to good irish whisky.

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A promise made, a promise kept

I had greatly exceeded my limit of alcohol intake aided by thomas, who had some time during the night switched my drinks to good irish whisky.

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Samhain

Bread had been laid out on tables, as had kegs of irish ale and fine irish whiskey. but strangest of all to him, were clay bowls of ancient design that had had a plant ground into them, along with water and oil, making a light blue paste.

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Gay As Fuck

Inspection of the label would indicate that it was a rather fine irish whiskey. he wasn't a big drinker of spirits himself, preferring beer the vast majority of the time, but there was something to be said for breaking it out for special occasions.

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