Findings:

• They live in brow furrows and eye wrinkles.
• institutions have lives of their own
• The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• Why programmers don't comment their code
• Everyone has a sofa to give away at some point in their lives
• Kick Their Fucking Heads In 2
• The sand people ride in single file to hide their numbers
• Jokes and their Relation to the Unconscious
• come name their bone dance
• Honda Civic 'To Each Their Own' Campaign
• These are their future good old days.
• Why guys care if their partner spits or swallows
• My hands have lost their memory
• Those who have abandoned their dreams will discourage yours
• The Girls in Their Summer Dresses
• their teary eyes follow us as if our actions are accompanied by tragic music
• The only difference between men and boys is the size of their shoes and the price of their toys.
• 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.
• Their dreams were scrawny stray dogs
• Know your pets
• Be nice to smokers: any cigarette can be their last
• Apple-pie families and their flaming wreckage
• Telephone solicitors now call me at their own risk
• Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus, and Their Forbidden Love
• Necronomicon: Of Ye Old Ones And Their Spawn
• Country kids driving their sins up haunted logging roads
• relentlessly mock and deride their institutional legitimacy
• and it gets lonely in the rain while they wait for their hook-up
• burning stars lit up their hair
• More of The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• Why do Christians bring their kids up as Christians?
• The tendency for furries to have their species as a surname
• The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair
• Viking raids
• 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
• Why do elephants paint their toenails red?
• It is their very life
• The dead float and whisper their song
• Browed
• The She-Goats and Their Beards
• If only the spaghetti westerns were half as good as their titles
• Their feet grow dark with his blood
• So we drank their blood...
• What guys do with their penis
• Round The Moon: 3: Their Place of Shelter
• Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room
• This life of yours is their revenge
• And the stately ships go on to their haven under the hill
• Dead links in writeups
• You wear your breasts to their full extent
• Having an S on a transcript rather than a B
• Each one has their own story
• You see them driving around, rubbing the sleep out of their eyes
• They don't realize they're talking about death but I can hear it behind their voices
• When the dead poets mobilize, they'll paint your picture on their planes
• Bands Who Take Their Names from Eighteenth-century English Poetry and Prose
• A tight circle of like-minded people, each with hands on the genitals of their neighbor
• I who put thorns on the briars and gave insects their sting
• In What Distress Candide, Cunegund, and the Old Woman Arrive at Cadiz, and Of Their Embarkation
• Why female athletes are paid less than their male counterparts
• Women and their weight problem
• The Scots Confession: Chapter 20
• their eyes meet for the first time, but they saw each other's hearts
• Everyone Thinks the Best about Their Own Children
• people on the bottom-side of the world wet their hair with tears
• wizards held captive the fishes of dreaming, souls that had circled their fortress for years
• The fire behind their eyes died slowly and silently until nothing but the shells remained
• Supporting your views on modern social dynamics by citing anthropology
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• Where do dogs get their Vitamin C from, when they don't eat fruits?
• These images in their contrivance were the utter epitome of unconscious inertia
• Listen, boy. Everyone is their own kind of ninja.
• The Sightless find Their way by the Warmth
• Barrel rolls and their consequences in Real-Life Situations
• They Prayed to their Code To Give them Light
• Flaunting your sexuality
• Judging women by their books
• And oh, how we long for their shaky, malnourished caresses
• Off with their heads!
• Rap artists who insist on singing their own name in their songs
• Corporations only feel hits to their wallet
• Highly ornamental cultivars of brambles still have as many thorns as their wild counterparts
• It has all the majesty of butterflies emerging from their cocoons, and all the sounds of Aphex Twin
• The Three Princes and their Beasts
• I don't mind it when authors take their time
• It's not enough they take your life away with a gun; they have to take it away with their pens, too
• Scissors that shed their safety
• Where do memories go to sharpen their daggers?
• memories are a mob of dead ex-girlfriends standing outside your bedroom window, their heads and shoulders shelves for snow.
• To My Parents: On Their 25th Anniversary
• Bring pianos to their knees
• Brows (user)
• The Monkeys and Their Mother
• Greeks like their women armless
• words whose reversals are their opposites
• Flushing out your enemies from their lair with bad rock music
• The dark riders were not sleeping. They were only resting their eyes.
• to that end they offer you their bare bellies. pick up the knife.
• Their hands prying at your heart
• Cryonic companies who will freeze you if you get in the way of their plans for world domination
• A League of Their Own
• Ten Stupid Things Men Do to Mess Up Their Lives
• He Knows Not Their Names
• People's secrets show in their eyes
• They'll find their own lightning
• They Spent Their Wild Youthful Days in the Glittering World of the Salons
• Paper, rock, scissors. They all have their pros and cons.
• If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will accidentally shoot their children
• What Befell Candide and Martin on Their Passage
• Scientists who have genetically designed their children for superior 'fros
• Rock Stars and their bizarre love-lives
• I Look at Men in the Height of Their Youth
• The movements exist on their own terms, manifesting rare beauty
• Everyone has their antarctic
• The fairies break their dances
• If men define situations as real, they are real in their consequences.
• The mannequins await their liberation, watching over the shelves the distant hardware department.
• People who carp about their jobs
• Scientist hits head on curb joke
• Ranters and their rants
• Brides on their Trial
• Immortality are their garb
• The Story of Cathbad, Nessa and their son Conchobar
• In their Disneyland are there kids just like this?
• And the Hippos were Boiled in their Tanks
• Sons measure themselves against their fathers
• their
• People who don't capitalize their I's
• Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done
• I liked their early stuff
• Antisemitism and Martin Luther
• I've seen old men crying at their own gravesides
• Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you
• Real hackers start their own IRC networks so that they can't be traced by the FBI
• if drivers don't use their turn signals
• Why are there so many 1964 nickels?
• There are places in this world where mundane, forgotten things have learned to weave their own magic
• Boys, girls, and their mirror neurons
• And Their Refinement Of The Decline
• Are images defined through their visual language?
• They left the streets stained with blood, and their howling could be heard long after they were gone
• To women, to hide their teeth, if they be rotten or rusty
• Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country
• Capitalize, please
• Do masochists enjoy slamming their fingers in a car door?
• Why dogs flinch when you stroke their heads
• Being an Agent is Their Difficult Job
• up to their gossip
• Their movements reflect their wishes
• They Shall Beat Their Plowshares Into Swords
• All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
• Their Satanic Majesties Request
• IRC channels that have absolutely nothing to do with their names
• Meat By-Products and their Uses
• How to get people to clean up their core dumps
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• those magnificent men in their flying machines
• I'm going to love you like the undead woe their graves, crave the living.
• And their feet move
• If "cult" religions are so good at mind control, why are their attrition rates so high?

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