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• You Should Never Have Asked Him About His Job!
• his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
• Why have you shot him for pounding a corn hat?
• Even simple things that you think are harmless can be dangerous. Like crayons. Like velvet.
• Wishfully think they have souls.
• bullet-proof vest
• He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• Don Quixote had his windmills, I have my helicopters
• sometimes, after an adventure, he likes to sit out there and think
• Unless the enemy has studied his Agrippa... which I have!
• These rugs will unite this country like no other rugs have before
• I mean these words come out of him like the right music
• Your words like warm water, his words like salt
• Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
• It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
• I don't have a postmodern condition; I've always been like this
• Would you take your shoes back now, i think I know what it is like to be you.
• You have to live like you'll miss the end
• All of your ideas have already occurred to others. Please stop bothering to think. You are selfishly wasting energy and oxygen.
• His socks do not have a smell, which is so courteous.
• What it's like to have a community
• What is it like to have a soul?
• I have a sick mind. I like to hump myself against shelled clams and sing Oasis songs.
• Your radical ideas about this being like David Foster Wallace have already occurred to others.
• There is none like unto Him
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• if Gerry Stern were dead, he'd roll over in his grave
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
• From the brightness before Him passed His thick clouds
• a bit of ash in his face keeps him warm
• To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• Ways that I like to think of Jesus
• My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
• It was a reasonable chat, I let him have it alone
• a bad day is when I lie in the bed and think of things that might have been
• To think that there are kids today that have never used a joystick
• Hello, my name is... Would you like to have sex?
• Do we have to learn to think scientifically in order to find the truth?
• heart medications which all have names like alien military from other planets
• They made the sunrise for people like us just so we have an excuse for why we're still up.
• or maybe a calm voice, that accent you don't think you have
• Friend, you have a lot to learn if you think loving me would be a bad idea.
• Do you imagine that his mind may have found its worldline, a track for it to fit into?
• We don't have time. Not like they do.
• His actions have already scarred American history.
• How Could You Want Him (When You Know You Could Have Me)?
• God, do you think I can have a nephew this time?
• I did not tell him, instead I kept it private like a secret hug
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
• Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
• What is it like to have a crush on someone?
• Perhaps, like orange juice, I will grow to love him.
• He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
• Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• i like his madness
• How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
• When people ask "Where are you from?" I have to think for a minute
• Every time I see a dead fish that isn't, I think of you. Happiness keeps washing over me like a wave. What do I do with it all?
• small like a pretty round stone. that makes you think, "fuck yeah. what a nice stone."
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Nodes your Grandma would have liked
• I think this is why I walked like Nixon
• I'm not religious, but I think I have a close relationship with God
• I would like to have emotions
• You don't have to be a vegetarian to like vegetarian food
• Humans have six senses, why does everyone think we only have five?
• I would have liked thunder when she left
• I think I was watching the most beautiful thing I have ever seen
• You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you
• Of course, first you have to kill him
• If all you have is a hydrogen bomb, everything looks like the moon
• People who think they have to double-click everything
• I have enthusiasm for everything that you like or are interested in!
• Glad To Have A Friend Like You
• For future reference, when in eternity or insanity; dreams I would like to have
• I have a sick mind. I like to pleasure myself with a hockey stick while gargling with pureed baby.
• Or he'll just kick me in the face and scream abstract noises and dance around outside in his underwear and have sex with the neighbor's dog and try to fly by jumping off the toilet
• If the only tool you have is a hammer, everything looks like a hardware catalog
• I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
• all you have to do is think and they'll grow
• I Think I Should Have Loved You
• We have divided among us, like thieves, the treasure of nights and days.
• He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
• God exists and I have him trapped in a box in my basement
• What it's like to have cancer
• it wouldn't be so bad if people like you would have become ghosts too
• i am looking for Morpheus. have you seen him?
• Sex and death have both spat me out like spoiled milk for the same reason. I was not afraid.
• I must have been mental to have done something like that, eh?
• If the only sexual organ you have is a penis then everything looks like a vagina
• he'd spent years with his cheeks pressed against glass
• Then I poked him in his sunburn
• I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
• When I think of him now I can smell horses
• You can't see a man die hundreds of times and not think him immortal
• Like farting on a cake, you have defiled something lovely
• With him it was always like
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• Any man can handle adversity. If you want to test his character, give him power.
• His mother is slowly killing him.
• Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
• His mind went blank against the flesh next to him
• I should have kissed him, of course.
• I think he only loves the world for him.
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker
• Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• To Him the law is everything. Even today, lawyers are His favorites.
• His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
• You'd think a cookie killed his dog
• His name came up like a match on wooden me
• I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
• 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
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• we're all here to die. but if you think that's all it is, you still have the bag on your head.
• If the only tool you have is a hammer, then everything looks like a nail
• I don't think I realized what I had gotten myself into, but it seemed like the potential for fun and insanity were there in equal parts
• I don't think I like love
• I can think of worse things than to die like a dog
• I don't think I like your system
• Everytime I get XP, I feel like I have to save my game
• Bulletproof nudity
• Have Blue (user)
• Do I have to watch my step at every turn?
• It's better to regret something you HAVE done
• We Have Explosive
• If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will have guns
• She's Gotta Have It
• Justice and piety have vanished
• Have you found Jesus?
• I have no faith in your God
• What have you
• Citizen: You have committed an error
• Front porch, what should have been said
• Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned
• Karl Marx must have had a lousy job
• You do not have a right to not be offended
• Times when you MUST have a smoke
• Eskimos do NOT have 40 words for snow
• I have a good idea, smear crap on your face
• What have you been smoking?
• Who needs another person when you have yourself?
• I have seen the elephant
• What do you need to transfer to say you have transferred your mind?
• Have a buck
• Congratulations, you have eliminated all forms of hospitable life
• I have a tricorn hat
• Somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
• Why males have nipples
• Feminists have acquired nuclear weapons
• They have potential, if they only applied themselves
• Have you Meta Moderated Today?
• Tom Skerritt's disorienting vision
• What Have They Done to the Rain

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