Findings:
- I once was a clueless young noder
- I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
- drunk driving
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- I thought what I'd do was, I'd pretend I was one of those deaf-mutes
- Working from home
- How I was thrown from a car at 45 mph
- Simple methods for conversing with those suffering from death
- far from home (user)
- Home Thoughts, From Abroad
- apart from the shade which it offered, there was also the possibility of "French kissing"
- I was one of those girls
- Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
- Counting from Ten and Other Stories
- Searching E2 from a Konqueror location bar
- Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- Removed from humanity, I realized I was just another distraction
- many far and lost from home (document)
- Driving while drunk vs. driving while tired
- This is the story of how I was killed in Peru
- I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
- Across the street from the karaoke bar
- every noder was once a normal human
- I was very, very drunk
- On getting blown up 8000 miles from home by a man who does not own shoes
- Keep guns away from drunks
- Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea
- And the hunter home from the hill
- Arrested for being drunk in a... bar? In... Texas? Apparently so.
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- Far away from home
- I was once young and had a home
- The Story of the Vizier Who Was Punished
- A Fantastic story from an old guy
- The Hike From Hell. An Appalachian Trail E2 Noder Meet of Truly Nietzschean Proportions.
- Things that I learned from reading erotic stories involving latex
- It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
- Suddenly alone among a million lives, far away from home
- an image of me, driving home tonight
- So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
- Home away from home
- There once was a man from St. Paul
- And in those days was armageddon
- Get home from work
- Yes! I am a long way from home.
- Searching E2 from an Omniweb location bar
- Finding the origin of a Hotmail message
- Far from home and hearth
- Protecting your home from bushfire
- A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
- The trail of its demise was visible from the surf.
- May the wine be sweet. May the stories be heard. May the future bring me home.
- First Christmas Away From Home
- An Informal Noder Gathering in Ann Arbor from the Voiceless Perspective
- Sideways Stories from Wayside School
- Two men look from prison bars. One saw mud and one saw stars.
- Take me drunk, I'm home
- Take me from home
- Summer as seen from a third story porch
- Protecting your home from the Germans
- driving your girlfriend home
- So Far From Home
- Don't take any guff from those swine
- Searching E2 from a Windows MSIE address bar
- Stories from the Barber Shop
- running away from home
- It was late when he came home; it woke you up
- How to tell if a guy is circumcised from across the bar
- Searching E2 from a Mozilla location bar
- fruit cut from the vine, forgot and left to rot, long before it was time.
- I Was Kidnapped By Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
- dark highways take us near and far from home
- DMV Driving Permit Test
- Another True Story, from Gypsie
- The Story of the Envious Man and of Him Who Was Envied
- Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates
- You know you've been away from home too long
- Everything I learned in life, I learned from Buddhist drunks
- All it said was clump and scratch, and it only said those very late at night.
- Why I ran away from home
- I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
- H-Day: Sweden's conversion from left to right side driving
- How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
- Your success in life has been predetermined from birth
- Gautami was neurosis personified
- Connections in a group from kisses
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- Conduct Towards The Christians From Nero To Constantine IV
- Alice's body art was unique
- Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love.
- This was my mountain. You call it your valley.
- Now and Then : From Coney Island to Here
- Where I Was
- Riding fast on drugs while getting good vibes from the twin plant
- What I would do If I knew what was good for me
- Light from the Sun
- If all you did was node, your writeups wouldn't be very interesting, would they?
- How to protect yourself from a vampire
- Why was my poem nuked?
- The hot girls from cold countries have scars you're not supposed to see
- I was monied and I needed the youth
- The Boy from the Chemist is Here to See You
- just because it was an accident doesn't mean it'll come back to life
- Letters from Cleo_root (category)
- from a basement on the hill
- An important letter to all Citizens of the Galactic Empire from Grand Emperor Zadnariak
- Notes From The Underground: Underground V
- Maggie from Dallas_root (category)
- Songs from a Room
- Deep Fried Foods in the Restaurant
- Born from a glacier, hatched by a volcano, gone to the sea
- Little pieces from above
- From Mars To Sirius
- Any sufficiently lucky series of coincidences are indistinguishable from miracles
- You are interrogating this text from the wrong perspective
- mobile home
- home automation
- My Old Kentucky Home
- Come home with me
- Till the cows come home
- Preparing a Middle-Eastern meal at home
- home supermarket
- Home recording on a budget
- Leave Home
- She's Leaving Home
- Equity home loan rate_root (category)
- You're going home in an ambulance
- PlayStation Home
- Kentucky Fried Noder (user)
- Spawn of Nature Trail to Hell (in 3-D): or "Oh, Nurse, there's a noder in my KY..."
- THE IRON NODER CHALLENGE
- We are Our Stories
- Transformation Story Archive
- snack bar
- Pollo Bar
- The Story of a Fierce Bad Rabbit
- Free drinks at the topless bar
- More of The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
- bar measure
- story server
- butter bar
- frame story
- Southside Bar
- Stories by younger relations
- Klondike Heath Bar
- The Story of the Ashes and the Flame
- Bar 81
- Greatest Story Ever Told
- All I do is kiss you though the bars of Orion.
- the best damned story ever written
- Just as well I came along
- The Story of the Bad Little Boy
- So this bald girl walked into a bar
- chain story
- Defensive driving
- Lifted or The Story is in the Soil Keep Your Ear to the Ground
- driving wheel
- Three stories about pets
- Corny songs for driving on the Massachusetts Turnpike
- There is no such thing as a love story
- Friends don't let friends drive drunk
- The Story of a Disappearance and an Appearance
- And our cars all jumped forward like bottles on a table thumped by a drunk
- Cave Story
- drunk dialing
- Peter Lorre Story (user)
- I've had better hugs from wind gusts and dead people
- End of a love story
- Muppets From Space
- Those who are the most intelligent are often the most likely to go insane
- Where are those polar bears getting all that Coca-Cola?
- RFC 1217
- Remember those stinging velvet petunias?
- Magma is the blood that spews from the earth
- those magnificent men in their flying machines
- LPPR: Remembering the dead from the war on drugs
- Ask yourself, "Is this node as literate as those that precede mine?"
- A survival guide for the professionally outraged - constructing umbrage from common household items
- Prairie dog self-mutilation
- Scenes from an Italian Restaurant
- It was hormones, it was hormones, but it was valid
- The Girl from U.N.C.L.E.
- There was a rose that faded young
- Words Taken From Mythology
- Leather bound organizer
- Slipping away from myself
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- The dwarves from Chrono Cross are a bunch of assholes
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