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• The Beaver Who Built His Dam from Penises
• The If Footprints Doesnt Knock His Wife Up Pronto The Whole World Will Think He's A Homofag When You Hear This Music Band
• You make a light in the world and you hope someone can still look up from the dust for long enough to see it
• His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
• He flops over and bonks his head
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• It's in his name and his clothes and his hands and his lips
• You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
• What I deduced from his reading matter
• The day we were married the leftover doves from his days of being a magician hummed little love songs in the attic
• From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• Mr. Potato Head Sprouted. He got moldy. Now he's all dried up, but he's still up in the cabinet.
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Letter from Nicola Sacco to his counsel, August 18, 1924
• He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
• He weaves his words
• His chocolate stained lips
• It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
• For from dust we were created and to dust we shall return
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
• I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
• Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
• If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• she's the reason the dust i finally leave will be better than the dust i came from
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• For one thing, he was sure his granny would never have used smack.
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
• He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
• He learned to dance from emus but he learned to love from seraphim
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• I saved his life. He does not know it.
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• Dry Valleys
• Hung out to dry
• Dust to Dust
• House of Dust -- Part III -- V
• Cities In Dust
• Candles should be burned, not dusted
• God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine
• The lost scene from Austin Powers 2
• Swear words from science fiction
• The "running from the explosion" scene
• Scenes from "Politian"
• A Chronology of Communication from electricity to electronics
• Eddie from Ohio
• shooting lightning bolts from my fingers
• Your radical ideas about taking candy from thefez have already occurred to others
• Letter from Birmingham Jail 1
• Excerpts from a letter to President Pierce from Chief Seattle
• Excerpt from the second post-election telephone exchange between Bush and Gore
• Get two quarters from a soda machine using a dollar and smaller change
• How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
• Lessons from the geese
• Messages From Andromeda : The Taste of Copper Wires
• Removing a cat from your bed
• How to steal from your work
• Protected from the Rain
• instructions from badly translated Chinese
• Tales from Moominvalley
• Drawn from Life
• The Buddhist is drained from me
• How to stop a urinal from running
• A misplaced sense of guilt from long ago
• Conduct Towards The Christians From Nero To Constantine XI
• Real excerpts from the Queen Mother's Book of Remembrance
• Zu Warriors from the Magic Mountain
• Ethanol synthesis from cellulose
• So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
• Taking its cue from
• From a dream to a nightmare
• Sororities: A top-secret report from the inside
• From the Earth to the Moon: 4: Reply from the Observatory of Cambridge
• There and Back Again: Eating Our Way from Bag End to the Grey Havens, A Hobbit's Tale
• It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there
• The ground sucks the warmth from my bare and blistered feet
• For every delayed technology there is a sudden, completely unexpected advance that jumps at us from the shadows
• Less lust from less protein
• fromm (user)
• From Little Things Big Things Grow
• Theme from Battery
• i'm a million different people from one day to the next
• the view from above the clouds...
• I'm scared to death of what havoc he could wreak in my life
• He who has enough to eat does the hungry not believe
• So, he's leaving
• "Shut up," he explained
• The time a thug punched my friend in the face because he could
• HES 4 Game Multi-cart
• the word eat he
• he gives rest unto him who comes at the eleventh hour
• Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.
• She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
• The day he gave me a lift
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
• When the foeman bares his steel
• Requiem for What's His Name
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons
• The Pilgrim's Progress: Part I: The Arbor, Mistrust and Timorous, Misses his roll
• Slay them all. God will know his own.
• Character Of Constantine And His Sons
• Regin's tale of his brothers, and of the gold called Andvari's Hoard
• His heart swells with drama a roach mounts his slippered foot
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIII
• Mr Humphreys and his Inheritance
• In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming
• God is playing marbles with his planets and his stars
• J.P. Licks
• Brasserie Lipp
• lips (user)
• Dry Leaves
• Wet foot/dry foot policy
• House of Dust -- Part I -- III
• House of Dust -- Part IV -- III
• Leslie Dust (user)
• Escape from L.A.
• letter from a Boeing 717
• The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas
• Are guys who get blowjobs from guys straight?
• How to watch the stars from a secluded island
• eaten from the inside
• Straight from the horse's mouth
• Samurai from Outer Space
• The Girl from U.N.C.L.E.
• Words Taken From Mythology
• Slipping away from myself
• The dwarves from Chrono Cross are a bunch of assholes
• Getting slapped in the nuts from behind
• Argument from the Holy Book
• dilemma from Baldur's Gate II
• Everything I learned from "Survivor"
• Far From Me
• Man From Atlantis
• So Far From Home
• The Lady from Shanghai
• We reserve the right to learn from experience
• From the Cradle
• Peril from the Past
• Conduct Towards The Christians From Nero To Constantine II
• Words Excised from the OSPD3
• How to steal newspapers from newspaper vending machines
• Hints for bachelors expecting a visit from an intimate lady friend
• Decontamination of water from chemical agents
• There once was a man from St. Paul
• From Justin to Kelly
• Fired from the hip
• Scrotum From The Year 4000_root (category)
• From the Earth to the Moon: 14: Pickaxe and Trowel
• Parables from the Gospel of Mark
• Notes from the Underground: Underground I
• I come from the land of burning books
• We enjoy a quiet but satisfying yuletide until people from the social services come to release us
• Free yourself from fear
• Are apples, or a woman, so far from your reality?
• Escape from Kathmandu
• Finding yourself flung far from your everyday self
• A Gift from a Flower to a Garden
• What I learned from my first Mad as Hell Doctors week
• How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
• Surah 80 He Frowned!

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