Plush Love Volume 1, Episode 15: PCInc Marketing
#15 of plush love vol 1 some strange plush marketing pages \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ plush companions, inc
To Market to Market
To market to market_by_onyx tao [© 2007 by onyx tao](%5c) [some rights are available to this story.
Poem: Freedom
The freedom to choose is merely perceived your choices in fact have been made, upon the eve of a midnight of nights, many nights ago at a round table, full of corperates, ready to go at a marketing ploy to raise your rates and to make you look at those
The Market
Overall the market had a chaotic unorganized feel to it but she suspected it did have some form of order as glade seemed to know where he was going. so she followed along and drank in the market.
The War Ch3 a Little Fun
Marcus walked through the warfang market; he was helping spyro and cynder. there had been numerous reports of pickpockets and other things going on down by the market, and he was helping them out.
The Mawket
Tsumi has the bright idea of taking forest down to the local markets for a varied show of exotic goods and foods, forgetting his friend's greatest weakness; his considerably strong hunger.
125 The Marketplace
This delights him all the more unduly. ~\*~ terrowne and cleo find themselves in an unusual part of the markets, in an area that can only be described as a cat mall.
Part Eighteen
I said as we moved deeper into the farmers market. **end part eighteen** **# # #**
A meeting at the market
. \*\*\*\*\* **a meeting at the market** by strega it was ten o'clock and merisa's shift was ending when the raccoon came into the store. she stopped counting money and stared.
New to the Market
Lupus snarled as two legionnaires dragged him through the white marble palace, the pain from being muzzled, hog tied and dragged on his side through the ancient Roman style city of Trantion was almost as bad as the humiliation of being captured in the...
Bear Market
James the bull picked a bad week for their game though; bear markets can be rough, in all sorts of unexpected ways. "how long till the closing bell?" "five minutes." "fuck!"
Market-Day
Bosc struggled out of the black despair, and began scanning the market anew.