• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• To His Mistress Going to Bed
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• Valediction to His Book
• lawnjart spills his guts to the press
• G-8 and his Battle Aces
• Comfort to a Youth that had lost his Love
• restarting a player after his character dies
• Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks
• How King Siggeir wedded Signy, and bade King Volsung and his son to Gothland
• Meekness of Mr Pecksniff, and his charming daughters
• that wounded rider knows the intimacies of the river. its earliest mud is still under his fingernails.
• Charles II, his mistresses and his children
• The pool balls broke and cracked the middle of his sentences
• The walls of his apartment
• Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
• His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
• To Him the law is everything. Even today, lawyers are His favorites.
• The General in his Labyrinth
• The Ass and His Driver
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
• The Gift, the Giver, the Rebel, the Thief, and the Stranger and his Glue
• The shit that gets carried out in His name
• Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates II
• A Portrait of the Artist and His Lover
• He weaves his words
• The Old Man and his Grandson
• his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
• Stuart Saves His Family
• The mad Count Van Snickleheisen and his mysterious ticker
• His Last Line
• Günter Grass peeling his onion
• the grey in his hair had done nothing to tarnish the gleam in his eye
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• His mother is slowly killing him.
• So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• his throbbing manhood
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• I Saw Gener Cryin' In His Sleep
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• His Majesty The King's Guard
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• Of Sigurd's avenging of Sigmund his father
• I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XII
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• she is his sounding board
• His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
• God ignores His oldest children and forgets the quietest
• Picked his bones in whispers
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• Pascal on his deathbed
• Kissing a man all over his face
• trumpet of his rump
• His Toniness
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• His Winding-Sheet
• Barry Jive and his Uptown Five
• God does all things to magnify His glory
• Johnny Cash with His Hot and Blue Guitar
• The Pig and His Way of Life
• Jesse, at the helm of his own fears
• It's in his name and his clothes and his hands and his lips
• The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
• In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming
• For one thing, he was sure his granny would never have used smack.
• Satan and His Unholy Accountants
• Al and his Merry Band of Robber Barons
• Spinning in his grave
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• Zuigan calls his own master
• Their feet grow dark with his blood
• Spike Jones and his City Slickers
• Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates III
• Masking as generous love of life his constant torpid violence
• The Devil and his Grandmother
• Captain Video and His Video Rangers
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• Synge and the Ireland of His Time
• Doctor Pangloss and his Unpublishable Thoughts
• Buddha on his anniversary
• No one will ever love Adam for his honesty. It's just not there
• 101 Reasons footprints should knock his wife up
• So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
• Mister Chu remembers his mother
• whisker paradox
• Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
• The Man and His Wife
• Toward his impossible light
• Tucker: The Man And His Dream
• His chocolate stained lips
• On His Having Arrived at the Age of Twenty-Three
• Edgar A. Poe's life is reflected in his works.
• Left with his secrets, his picture and silence
• Wearing his fabrics
• King Canute and His Nobles
• Jesus is mowing my lawn while his disciples are sitting down waiting
• The map of his purpose
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XI
• His gigantic luminous face trailing cosmic afterimages on the screen
• Captain Subtext and his truth helmet
• His socks do not have a smell, which is so courteous.
• Echo Round His Bones
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• up his own arse
• The Horse and His Boy
• In his autumn before the winter comes man's last mad surge of youth
• A depressed Lincoln avoids talk of his broken engagement, January 20, 1841
• The Pilgrim's Progress: Author's Apology for his Book
• watch his heart turning into rock
• Little Jack Melody and His Young Turks
• a bit of ash in his face keeps him warm
• His face
• How Lucifer lost his superuser privileges
• Riche his Farewell
• Her hips made waves against his shore
• Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
• God is playing marbles with his planets and his stars
• No obstacle can overcome the spirit of a man determined to choke his chicken
• whiskers
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• The Brazier and His Dog
• The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
• Tokusan holds his bowl
• Forgetting his life away
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• Cool, you can put a bullet in his head!
• An hour later, I swing my leg over his and we dream of being young
• Slay them all. God will know his own.
• Knoist and his Three Sons
• Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
• Karl Marx and his world view
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: Preface
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• Saint Pius assures the empire that piety is not the sole impetus for his sainthood
• left everything on his desk and walked out into the bright sunlight
• Cap'n Alex and His Wriggling Writers
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• if Gerry Stern were dead, he'd roll over in his grave
• whiskers (user)
• God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
• 32 Reasons Andrew Deserves His Door
• and then his words silenced my noisy thought
• Beelzebub's Tales to His Grandson
• Giving a cat oral medication
• St. Robinson in His Cadillac Dream
• Mick Foley winning his first WWF Championship
• no beer, so Henry orders a double espresso during his parole appointment
• Schrödinger killed his cat
• A fool's right to his tools of rage
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: X
• Rejuvenation and Unveiled Hidden Phenix: Carlos Castaneda Shamanism Plus a After His Death
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• The If Footprints Doesnt Knock His Wife Up Pronto The Whole World Will Think He's A Homofag When You Hear This Music Band
• For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• Atom and His Package
• How the Whale Got His Throat
• How Pac-Man got his name
• In the Springtime of His Voodoo
• drop a piano on his head
• Lincoln still melancholy over his broken engagement, January 23, 1841
• Homage to His Hips
• My heart is the shape of his car
• I wish I could open his eyes
• Pointlessness had become his answer
• The End of Atli and his Kin and Folk
• Inga Parts With His Pink Pearl
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• The Cobbler and his Family
• If only Che Guevara were a revolutionary in his own country
• The sound of his voice
• Whisker
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• Innocent contact with his flesh

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