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• What the FBI Can Do With Their Little
• Be nice to smokers: any cigarette can be their last
• Paintings bulging out of their frames like the freaked-out spine-damage erections of accident victims
• Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done
• "The Americans in their wisdom have taken the heads off the pictures, enlarged them and superimposed them with the heads of animals and then strung them up all over the walls of the interrogation room," he said
• How can someone worship a dead naked man nailed to a cross as their god?
• 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
• How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus?
• Corporations only feel hits to their wallet
• You see them driving around, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes
• dead insects are flipped over on their backs
• There's husbandry in heaven; their candles are all out.
• they couldn’t speak at all; so used to disuse were their tongues
• You can tell a lot about a person from their e-mail address
• They don't realize they're talking about death but I can hear it behind their voices
• watch over me until i can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity
• 2D people can only see the inside of their head.
• The cost of having nice things is the obligation to their maintenance
• I feel their presence
• How Eulenspiegel talked two hundred boys out of their shoes
• Please inquire of past generations, and consider the things searched out by their fathers
• Flushing out your enemies from their lair with bad rock music
• To women, to hide their teeth, if they be rotten or rusty
• The mannequins await their liberation, watching over the shelves the distant hardware department.
• Demons snatch unclaimed prayers out of the air to admire their gossamer wings
• What Befell Candide and Martin on Their Passage
• What guys do with their penis
• Greeks like their women armless
• Inability to decide on what your morals and values should be
• Addressing others by their user names
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
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• Legal Happy Pills and their Trials and Tribulations
• Apple-pie families and their flaming wreckage
• I used to fly like peter pan, all the children flew when I touched their hands
• Why are there so many 1964 nickels?
• Each one has their own story
• Scissors that shed their safety
• The sand people ride in single file to hide their numbers
• The dark riders were not sleeping. They were only resting their eyes.
• People's secrets show in their eyes
• Scientists who have genetically designed their children for superior 'fros
• The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
• RMS forgiving KDE users of their sins
• Women and their weight problem
• Scientist hits head on curb joke
• Judging women by their books
• The Scots Confession: Chapter 20
• Men who are willing to listen to women talk about their periods
• Why dogs flinch when you stroke their heads
• Never argue with an idiot. They bring you down to their level and beat you with experience.
• Kick Their Fucking Heads In 2
• Where do dogs get their Vitamin C from, when they don't eat fruits?
• I liked their early stuff
• Being an Agent is Their Difficult Job
• On the horizon, the lions circle their kill while the sun waits to set
• The Girls in Their Summer Dresses
• I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
• Flaunting your sexuality
• the undead squirm in their cocktail dresses while Lucien and I powder our faces
• Their are three misteaks in this sentence
• Why American women shave their legs
• If we define things as unreal, they may still be real in their consequences
• By their fruits you shall know them
• Real hackers start their own IRC networks so that they can't be traced by the FBI
• Reading ahead in comic calendars
• The Monkeys and Their Mother
• He Knows Not Their Names
• Having an S on a transcript rather than a B
• Supporting your views on modern social dynamics by citing anthropology
• Why programmers don't comment their code
• Their Eyes Were Watching God
• Selling their souls to Santa
• Professors who have contempt for their students
• Non-everythingian friends and their responses to this place
• The She-Goats and Their Beards
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• Everyone has a sofa to give away at some point in their lives
• Their feet grow dark with his blood
• Off with their heads!
• Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus, and Their Forbidden Love
• Of Mongoloids and Their Kin
• Open letter from Saddam Hussein to the American peoples and the western peoples and their gov'ts
• The Four and Twenty Elders Casting their Crowns before the Divine Throne
• I Look at Men in the Height of Their Youth
• I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissability
• Mammals and Their Milk
• I'm ceded--I've stopped being Theirs
• What guys do while their girlfriends aren't there
• Immortality are their garb
• When the Ram and the Pig Went to the Forest to Live on Their Own
• Where do memories go to sharpen their daggers?
• their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
• Making the Movies VII Movie Stars Who Risk Their Lives for Realistic Films
• candle smoke and christmas spice leapt up their noses like cardamom cats
• fattening the fruits of their orchards with war-dead
• to that end they offer you their bare bellies. pick up the knife.
• A League of Their Own
• The movements exist on their own terms, manifesting rare beauty
• This was their finest hour
• In What Distress Candide, Cunegund, and the Old Woman Arrive at Cadiz, and Of Their Embarkation
• 27 Innocent Bystanders and Their Visions of the Afterlife
• Ten Stupid Things Men Do to Mess Up Their Lives
• You wear your breasts to their full extent
• Some kiss with their eyes closed
• Table of Organs and Their Relationships
• More of The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• Stars In Their Eyes
• Their Satanic Majesties Request
• The Three Princes and their Beasts
• the velocity with which their foreheads hit the floor
• If "cult" religions are so good at mind control, why are their attrition rates so high?
• Why female athletes are paid less than their male counterparts
• People who don't capitalize their I's
• And their feet move
• Capitalize, please
• If only the spaghetti westerns were half as good as their titles
• Everyone's got their drug
• IRC channels that have absolutely nothing to do with their names
• And oh, how we long for their shaky, malnourished caresses
• Cats always land on their feet
• Why guys care if their partner spits or swallows
• I don't mind it when authors take their time
• Why do Christians bring their kids up as Christians?
• Expecting your wedding to be the happiest day of your life
• if drivers don't use their turn signals
• I will ask them all their dreams
• Rock Stars and their bizarre love-lives
• Animals which resemble their owners
• Run around like chickens with their head cut off
• Parents who force their children to eat when they're not hungry
• Meat By-Products and their Uses
• Telephone solicitors now call me at their own risk
• Madmen have a world all their own
• It's not enough they take your life away with a gun; they have to take it away with their pens, too
• Familiars and Totem Animals - Their Attributes
• Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
• Why do male musical groups try to look threatening on their album covers?
• Parents who won't let their children play with toy guns
• The tendency for furries to have their species as a surname
• The children are all crying in their pens
• I can feel the reality of your teeth, your jaw.
• How do cows get all their nutrients, when they only eat grass?
• So we drank their blood...
• They'll find their own lightning
• Rap artists who insist on singing their own name in their songs
• Brides on their Trial
• Those who have abandoned their dreams will discourage yours
• The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair
• They try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath.
• How to get people to clean up their core dumps
• There are places in this world where mundane, forgotten things have learned to weave their own magic
• My hands have lost their memory
• Antisemitism and Martin Luther
• Correcting BBC newsreaders on their grammar
• words whose reversals are their opposites
• Boston sports fans and their teams: A brief but angsty perspective
• Discovering personalities by watching people with their dogs
• While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks
• These images in their contrivance were the utter epitome of unconscious inertia
• Carelessly their feet trod upon life, extinguishing it
• I've seen old men crying at their own gravesides
• How to convert musical notes to their Hz equivalent
• They Spent Their Wild Youthful Days in the Glittering World of the Salons
• Viking raids
• Everyone Thinks the Best about Their Own Children
• The lonely ones will find each other by the heat of their bodies
• Necronomicon: Of Ye Old Ones And Their Spawn
• Some virtues dig their own graves
• The Last Show: The Priests Open Their Big Mouths
• Boys, girls, and their mirror neurons
• Round The Moon: 3: Their Place of Shelter
• their teary eyes follow us as if our actions are accompanied by tragic music
• Dead links in writeups
• Rugby players eat their dead
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• Know your pets
• Everyone has their antarctic
• How to give customers change
• Do masochists enjoy slamming their fingers in a car door?
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• institutions have lives of their own
• Things people put up their butts
• Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country
• Ever seen two people talking to each other in their sleep?
• Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?
• Ranters and their rants

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