• A quatrain for his nature club students
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• How Gudrun cast herself into the Sea, but was brought ashore again
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Food which was intended as such by nature
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• For one thing, he was sure his granny would never have used smack.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• What if architecture was like web design?
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• The world was designed for giant squid
• His version was better
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• boku wa toire
• Your smile was embarrassed. Your fingers were dew-covered. I am still smiling.
• Boy, I was sure lucky to be born into the one true faith!
• The beggar who was too rich for my money
• I was so cool, that first afternoon
• I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
• She always was devious in her beauty
• I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity
• It was free, so I took it.
• someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
• she was just the dry smell of gasoline
• that was quick (user)
• There was no one waiting for me...
• Could you be any more of a poseur? 'Changes' was a best-of!
• i saw the ugliest thing in the world and thought it was neat-o
• Azza Wa Jal
• Intelligent design doesn't mean perfect design
• How to design a psychological test
• Program Design Language
• Harvard Graduate School of Design
• Designed for Windows XP
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• A man with a tapeworm up his nose
• the moile with the clocks in his window
• I saw his round mouth's crimson
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• his own tongue (user)
• Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band
• Noni and his Golden Serenaders
• Dave O'Higgings and his biggish band
• his nibs
• The Pilgrim's Progress: Part I: By-ends and his companions
• His face when she fell
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: V
• Charlie and His Orchestra
• his eyes are colorless
• In the movie of his life, the part of Keanu Reeves will be played by a block of wood, and the critics will pan it for being too expressive
• 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
• Improvisation: Its Nature and Practice in Music
• As Nature is to Me
• Tell me of the nature of fear
• nature girl (user)
• Proud of Your Boy
• Marilyn Monroe was a size 16
• There was a rose that faded young
• Jerry Was a Race Car Driver
• Shaymus is older than I thought he was
• RIT was supposed to be built in New Mexico
• Your angel stayed long after everything else was gone
• Wish I Was in Heaven Sitting Down
• What the hell was she thinking?
• I was the center of gravity of Chicago for one beautiful Saturday
• Saki wa imasen
• A long time ago, under the shady tree in my yard, I was dead
• Johnny was a parachuter
• The state that almost was
• The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel
• Judi Bari
• Barnum was right
• Aunt Peg
• Freud was wrong. Freud is dead. That is all.
• the dead had risen, and there was nobody to pump gas
• I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• As It Was Made, It Shall Remain
• Before inertia, there was impetus
• Your husband was a great man
• It was really hot, in a Silent Hill kind of way
• Design a post-Cold War military
• The United States election system is designed to exclude ideas
• Microsoft product design
• Asynchronous System Design
• design (user)
• the beautiful girl herself writes poems in code (document)
• On His Blindness
• The Eagle and His Captor
• Let the earth hear his voice
• Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• Tribute by Senator Edward M. Kennedy to his Fallen Brother, Robert
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons IV
• The Pilgrim's Progress: Part I: The Arbor, Mistrust and Timorous, Misses his roll
• The Poet and His Song
• Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
• The smell of his cologne still makes me cry
• Speech given by a U.S.M.C. Drill Instructor to his platoon, Camp Pendleton, 1998
• Adam Smith and His Amazing Invisible Hand
• A fool and his money are soon parted
• Taking my son to meet his grandfather
• Bukowski stands alone, the bar bell's hammer in his hand
• GOD EMPEROR OF DUNE DESIRES TO MATE WITH HIS BENE GESSERIT CONCUBINE
• his is a local shop for local people. There's nothing for you here.
• A savory salad that conceals its true nature
• Child of Nature
• Nature Conservation in Norway
• Theories on the Origin and Nature of Language
• Nature Visions
• This wasn't how it was supposed to be
• When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
• What was the question?
• In the Beginning was the Command Line
• I was a bitter, purple-haired fat girl, and I had plenty of male friends
• Wharfinger was no Shakespeare
• Suicide Was A Good Choice
• To a girl who thought she was moving away
• If a black hole were created on Earth
• Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
• Willie was a chemist
• You thought the silent treatment was as cold as it could get
• Nostalgic for a time that I never experienced and for a person I never was
• What seemed like tenderness was really weakness
• 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!
• Was that real, or did I dream it?
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• If I was president
• Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken
• God was in the west too, at one time.
• I was doing so well.
• The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
• I wish I was in New Orleans
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• I Fell Out of School, and All I Found Was This Necklace
• At Least One Kitten was Obliterated
• Argument from Design
• Memories are meant to fade : They're designed that way for a reason
• Digital circuit design
• Design by Numbers
• T & C Surf Designs: Wood and Water Rage
• Slimming the Fat Controller: Good MVC Design
• herself (user)
• His girlfriend
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
• The Colour Of His Voice
• And in His Brave Court
• He flops over and bonks his head
• You Should Never Have Asked Him About His Job!
• The Biologist's Valediction to His Wife
• Koji Gets His Wish
• A man's got to know his limitations
• 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: XV
• If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
• His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
• Bruce to His Men at Bannockburn
• How can a man stand when they cut off his feet?
• sexual nature
• An Inquiry into the Nature and Causes of the Wealth of Nations
• On the Nature of the Internet and Online Relationships

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