Findings:
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- In Which Ethel Gao Gets Off His Butt and Accepts the Call
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
- Is Death of a Salesman a tragedy and Willy Loman a tragic hero, or is his death merely the pathetic demise of a small man
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- 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.
- The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
- Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
- I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
- Rejuvenation and Unveiled Hidden Phenix: Carlos Castaneda Shamanism Plus a After His Death
- It Was a Lover and His Lass
- Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
- My man was shot for his sheep coat
- His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
- The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
- 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
- His version was better
- Man is but the imprint of his native landscape
- unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
- because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
- Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
- Upon the death of Levon Helm and while considering his friends
- Thoughts for Oliver on His Death
- An Irish Airman foresees his Death
- I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
- His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
- Death was a part of me then, too.
- His 'N' Hers
- how Wiener found his way home
- I was burned and bleeding, but the galaxy still spun on
- Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
- Pascal on his deathbed
- The Fisherman and His Wife
- Kissing a man all over his face
- Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
- I was in heaven, I was in hell. Believed in niether but feared them as well.
- I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
- Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
- I had never known someone whose death was imminent
- Von Kempelen and his Discovery
- Innocent contact with his flesh
- The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
- His Majesty the Scarecrow
- Zuigan calls his own master
- My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
- How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
- The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
- I was shaking, but not from the cold
- we went to the stars, but all we found was ourselves
- Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
- The real horror was not what had been redacted, but the reasons why.
- strange and too short but I was lonely
- On His Blindness
- A refusal to mourn the death, by fire, of a child in London
- The Eagle and His Captor
- Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
- de Molay recanted his confession
- Sex and death have both spat me out like spoiled milk for the same reason. I was not afraid.
- How the Whale Got His Throat
- If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
- The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
- Johnny Got His Gun
- Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
- pull the steel wool over his eyes
- His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
- up his own arse
- God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
- Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
- the moile with the clocks in his window
- Once upon a time there was an ocean but now there is a mountain range.
- The Firestone dealership was full to the brim with cars. But I reasoned I would need a boat, since my desire was to go to Ireland. Just then a harsh reminder surfaced; water is expensive in hell.
- Death arrived shortly thereafter, but we were both far too busy to bother with one another just yet
- Noding for Numbers sure was silly, but it sure is better than Dada Fascism
- the fire burned and burned; it was so great and now so much time has passed and the fire is still burning, but it requires attendance
- but fuck, it was Sunday and the church bells hadn't even called the faithful
- It was hormones, it was hormones, but it was valid
- The Passing of Death
- His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
- Picked his bones in whispers
- Was the Black Death really just Anthrax?
- Touch the Hem of His Garment
- Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
- He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
- How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
- His girlfriend
- It was not death, for I stood up
- If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
- To His Coy Mistress
- How the Camel Got His Hump
- To His Mistress Going to Bed
- The Ass and His Purchaser
- The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
- Let the earth hear his voice
- The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
- The Fisherman and his Soul
- Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
- A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
- I died for Beauty -- but was scarce
- The Ass and His Masters
- They wrote it all in perl but it was mostly system calls
- Bless his Heart
- Toward his impossible light
- Phosphor reading by His own Light
- Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in his shoes
- How Pac-Man got his name
- The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
- The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
- Tokusan holds his bowl
- 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
- Then I poked him in his sunburn
- The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
- And then I broke his nose
- Saturn Devouring His Children
- i like his madness
- The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
- I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
- Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
- He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
- Duty is weightier than a mountain, but death is lighter than a feather
- It wasn't so much a trip down memory lane as it was me carjacking someone's memorymobile and speeding off down the freeway, but I digress.
- He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
- The virgin was looking apprehensive about the whole ordeal, but for the right amount of cash anyone will take on a horse
- I was pretty sure that wasn't how slasher films were supposed to end, but you won't see me complaining.
- Help wanted. No previous experience necessary. Martyrdom not required but highly suggested.
- In quiet corners of the world, death clings to life in a hopeless embrace, but it cannot hide its stench.
- She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
- one was giving me the eye but nothing came of it
- I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
- /but what was the question?
- I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it
- The serpent was in the garden again, but there weren't any apples left in the tree, so I figured things were cool.
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- His hips know the original dance
- Conscription if necessary, but not necessarily conscription
- The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
- Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
- A Boy and His Dog
- his
- The Box Said 'Do NOT Open" But The Seal Was Already Broken
- I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
- too big for his britches
- Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
- There was a lot of blood, but the boys needed it
- The Fisherman and His Nets
- Spinning in his grave
- Atom and His Package
- How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
- His Name Is Alive
- Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
- How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
- The General in his Labyrinth
- It was a dream. But it wasn't a dream.
- A man with a tapeworm up his nose
- Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
- The Man and His Wife
- It all turned out all right but there was so much pain along the way
- If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
- His Royal Highness
- The Ass and His Shadow
- The Brazier and His Dog
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