| "And by the way, I'm that rapper Pharaoh, "and I wanna fang out with Catty Noir." | |
| "Vampire's fang, hair of a werewolf, sweat of a ghost," | |
| "White fang" is a great book. | |
| "l just don't get what your whole "fang-up is with being popular." | |
| ****** when the rest of fang discoveredthe idol, they degreed sugar andace were the next to go. | |
| "And by the way, I'm that rapper Pharaoh, "and I wanna fang out with Catty Noir." | |
| "Vampire's fang, hair of a werewolf, sweat of a ghost," | |
| "White fang" is a great book. | |
| "l just don't get what your whole "fang-up is with being popular." | |
| ****** when the rest of fang discoveredthe idol, they degreed sugar andace were the next to go. | |
| ! Impossible. A homunculus would never turn its fangs on that man... | |
| "Hi, guys"? They're baring their fangs. | |
| "His fangs are sharp. | |
| "His fangs were as long as bastard swords." | |
| "If you were hanging from a cliff by your fingernails... "and above you was a raging tiger baring his fangs... "and below you was the tiger's mate, baring her fangs... what would you do?" | |
| ! Impossible. A homunculus would never turn its fangs on that man... | |
| "Hi, guys"? They're baring their fangs. | |
| "His fangs are sharp. | |
| "His fangs were as long as bastard swords." | |
| "If you were hanging from a cliff by your fingernails... "and above you was a raging tiger baring his fangs... "and below you was the tiger's mate, baring her fangs... what would you do?" | |
| Actually, I've totally fantasized about being gang-fanged. | |
| An untapped oil well of every fanged, clawed soul. | |
| An untapped oil well of every fanged, clawed soul. | |
| And my two schoolfellows, whom I will trust as I will adders fanged... they bear the mandate. | |
| It is the Broodwich... forged in darkness from wheat harvested in hell's half acre... baked by Beelzebub, slathered with mayonnaise... beaten from the evil eggs of dark chicken forces into sauce... by the hands of a one-eyed madman... cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow... layered with 666 separate meats from an animal... which has maggots for blood. | |
| Everyone fanging out, having fun. | |
| Jesse and Ray, and not just hooking up, fanging up. | |
| Actually, I've totally fantasized about being gang-fanged. | |
| An untapped oil well of every fanged, clawed soul. | |
| An untapped oil well of every fanged, clawed soul. | |
| And my two schoolfellows, whom I will trust as I will adders fanged... they bear the mandate. | |
| It is the Broodwich... forged in darkness from wheat harvested in hell's half acre... baked by Beelzebub, slathered with mayonnaise... beaten from the evil eggs of dark chicken forces into sauce... by the hands of a one-eyed madman... cheese boiled from the rancid teat of a fanged cow... layered with 666 separate meats from an animal... which has maggots for blood. | |
| Everyone fanging out, having fun. | |
| Jesse and Ray, and not just hooking up, fanging up. | |
