• I spent one year in love and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt.
• His touch, all nagging deja vu
• he'd spent years with his cheeks pressed against glass
• I spent all of last night dancing on graves
• All of our lives are spent buying memories
• I have spent all night paging you
• I've been a wild rover for many a year, and I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer...
• God does all things to magnify His glory
• 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.
• All his front teeth knocked out, living a nightmare
• Slay them all. God will know his own.
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• All is lost
• Man Punches Shark, Gets All the Glory
• All My Circuits
• she seems bored with me after all this time
• she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
• By evening I will have returned all traces that I was ever here
• we can all just be around other people
• All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
• too big for his britches
• The Ass and His Masters
• Von Kempelen and his Discovery
• My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
• Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
• Pinocchio and his girlfriend
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• Chewbacca can't pronounce his own name
• Koji Gets His Wish
• Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
• I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
• Did you touch any of his blood?
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIV
• 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.
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• The Scots Confession: Chapter 9
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• All this poochie moochie on Everything2 is making me sick!
• Do men think about sex all day long?
• The children are all crying in their pens
• why you should keep your bedroom tidy at all times
• Butterflies and Honey and all things sweet
• She's All My Fancy Painted Him
• All Things Must Pass
• All that innocence, shot to hell
• All Hallow's Eve cakes
• Long Haired Preachers
• Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost
• Your words are delicious and enticing, and I would save them all like love letters
• All About Us
• God's is the Earth and all on it
• Because we are all real people, and none of us is innocent
• An open letter to all the lousy fathers out there
• what are all those long dead ancient masters up to now?
• We all know what beautiful eyes are like, what they do to you.
• all your faults in me
• The horror story to end all horror stories
• Djinn of All Deserts
• all hysterics and bombast
• for this reason we must burn all art
• Hard to starboard, all ahead flank
• A node to end all nice guy nodes for stupid girly nice guys
• What to do if all your friends are losers
• it's all just symbol manipulation
• And though it was snowing outside, all within were warm.
• two daylogs for the price of one, and all of it is true
• If there's hell below we're all going to go
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
• Did Nixon beat his wife?
• I cried in his arms
• The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose
• The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
• Noni and his Golden Serenaders
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
• 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.
• 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.
• No obstacle can overcome the spirit of a man determined to choke his chicken
• The Passion of Ayn Rand
• Passion Sources
• An arms dealer, a drug dealer, and a thief...or, how I spent my New Years Eve
• In the future, all turds will be perfectly round
• all those days are gone
• All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others
• We need to keep fucking till we're all the same color
• How do cows get all their nutrients, when they only eat grass?
• Wayfarers All
• Allergic to the city and all the things in it
• All that is left is an unhappy ending
• All primes greater than 3 are of the form 6k-1 or 6k+1
• All I really need to know I learned on the Internet
• How Can You Be in Two Places at Once When You're Not Anywhere at All?
• All Things Scottish
• I'm not exactly in the mood for Mozart and all that kind of goings-on
• Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
• 7 Trillion and counting: This is all Dilbert's fault
• Where have all the poets gone?
• all my pumpkin love
• All Souls' College, Oxford
• All right, I'm God now. How do I get out of this mess?
• it doesn't matter who I was, all that matters is who I am
• The innate preference of all animals for novelty
• all the crooked secrets we keep in the cupboard
• This would be so dirty if we weren't all professionals
• read all instructions before beginning
• When I growl, the sound echoes like thunder all through the valleys and woodlands, and children tremble with fear, and women cover their heads with their aprons, and big men run and hide.
• the hugest, dirtiest, most cynical, most intelligence-insulting and, above all, most fraudulently profitable lie in audio
• It's all paper and fragile
• Can't we all just be friends?
• His Name Is Alive
• A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
• Then I poked him in his sunburn
• A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
• His Desire
• Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place
• But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
• The Poet and His Song
• The Thief and his Master
• How Helgi, the son of Sigmund, won King Hodbrod and his Realm, and wedded Sigurn
• Stuart Saves His Family
• The mad Count Van Snickleheisen and his mysterious ticker
• 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
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• Talk About the Passion
• Oberammergau Passion Play
• Money well spent
• All statistics are lies
• Look where all this talking got us, baby
• Why are all senses but vision abstract?
• And our cars all jumped forward like bottles on a table thumped by a drunk
• Against All Authority
• Do all soldiers go to hell?
• All Round My Hat
• A rising tide lifts all boats
• All Hallows
• All Media Guide
• Children are the same all around the world
• I'M SICK OF ALL YOUR RULES (document)
• We control the algorithms for all emotions. We will make your steel city cry.
• Posing as a doctor is illegal in all fifty states
• All the cool kids speak English
• all sounds are good sounds
• All will be devoured within the jaws of terrible time
• It's All Bob's Fault
• All You Need Is Cash
• Not for all the tea in China
• Pretty Maids All in a Row
• to all the peroxide blondes in Hollywood
• We all float down here
• The root of all evil
• hold up this tired skyline with all i falter for
• all of your flaws and all of my flaws
• Twelve years dungeon. All of you. Dungeon. Seven years. No trials.
• The dry and exalted noise of the locusts from all the air at once enchants my eardrums
• The Fisherman and his Soul
• And then I broke his nose
• His Flames Are Joys
• Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
• Galileo: A Democrat Before His Time
• The Biologist's Valediction to His Wife
• Cosimo Cavallaro and his curd appeal
• His Divine Shadow
• 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
• 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.
• Give the devil his due
• No meagre passion here

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