Inheritence -Chapter 1-
With far too much reverence, my cold hands pulled form the bag a rusted but still identifiable tin can of royal crown. hair grease. i waited six years to find my granddad's favorite brand of pomade.
Tin-Can Animals
**tin-can animals** _by the brain of lazarus_ a man can get lonely out in space.
Tin Can Radio Sports
Keep those tin cans tied with string mounted on your window as you don't want to miss a minute! but wait... it looks like a kitten and some kind of coyote or fox have wondered onto the field!
ACS-theCInTheCan.txt
\*\*\*end attachment\*\*\* artifact tin can \*\*\*attachment\*\*\* after [experiment 2009-11-23\_tin-can], the volume of the container's liquid contents seems to have increased by roughly 32%.
The Raging Hounds: Geist
The zealot had dropped the decimated remains of the tin can and had turned towards the door as well, a faint grin barely visible in the corner of its mouth as it readied its weapons.
[COM] His Master’s Voice
The canine officer bared his teeth in pure delight before picking the crunched tin can from the folds of his arms and casually flicked it away at a nearby building.
Billy Goat Grotto
Well now you know that here upon this laiden path lies the billy goat grotto" the walls are lined with cashmere, tin cans scatter the floor i ask if he might stay here and be my bride forevermore but empty caverns, which empty hearts do fill
Gigas Ferro
"so, your disgruntled employee just needed to get the hang of the tin can. great, two rookie pilots." yuuki shook his head, sparking up a cigarette as he watched the hyena do some more practice runs in her new toy.
Unfinished Business part 1
"fox...you know...there are times when i miss being on this flying tin can." "and there are times when we needed you on a mission but that would be just you doing all the work while we lay back and watch." "ha!"
Self Inflicted Wounds: Prolouge
His clothes wreaked, his fur dirty while his tin can in front of him remained empty, all the while dark clouds remain above the city. dark, swirling clouds that hold this man's fate in a simple choice. why do i describe it like this? it's simple.
Battle Royale part 2
"overgrown tin cans..."
Candy Mouse
A tin can. who knew that my mum loved tomato soup? so much that she went in, licked some soup inside, and got cut around on her waist, so much that she was nearly cut in half.