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- To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
- I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
- "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
- In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
- As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
- It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
- He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
- If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
- He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
- He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
- I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
- I saved his life. He does not know it.
- He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
- How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
- How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
- He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
- He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
- He flops over and bonks his head
- I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
- why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
- He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
- His/her name should coincide with that of the principle he/she discovered
- He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
- Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the computer panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
- 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
- When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
- He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
- Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
- The If Footprints Doesnt Knock His Wife Up Pronto The Whole World Will Think He's A Homofag When You Hear This Music Band
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
- He weaves his words
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
- But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
- I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
- Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
- judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- My cat's breath smells like cat food
- They try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath.
- He never returned
- He who wants to fight will find a club
- He who controls the past controls the future
- whatever he touches, if it isn't false already, becomes false
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- He Was a Crook
- The Lover Showeth How He Is Forsaken of Such as He Sometime Enjoyed
- he faked murder (user)
- Sitting close enough that he gets the idea
- He's an arsehole
- Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
- If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
- up his own arse
- Eli Whitney and his Patent
- Tribute by Senator Edward M. Kennedy to his Fallen Brother, Robert
- Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates III
- Left to His Own Devices
- Koji Gets His Wish
- Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
- Jesus is mowing my lawn while his disciples are sitting down waiting
- The map of his purpose
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: X
- The Man Who Flew Into Space From His Apartment
- In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming
- Michael Moved Out to Live with His Bitch & Her Dog
- Holding my breath
- Coffee breath
- No matter how wise an old sheep, he can't teach a fish how to polevault
- Some say he once killed a man with a guitar string
- 'Get married soon,' he says. 'I want an excuse. I want to know you'.
- Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
- He doesn't know what he's missing
- Zheng He
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- We have met the enemy and he is us
- When he became an old man
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- The Fox Who Had Lost His Tail
- The Ass and His Driver
- The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
- Tokusan holds his bowl
- Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
- A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
- Giving a cat oral medication
- Noni and his Golden Serenaders
- You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
- How King Siggeir wedded Signy, and bade King Volsung and his son to Gothland
- His face
- Inga Parts With His Pink Pearl
- Mr. Mahoney and His Christian Wife
- Günter Grass peeling his onion
- No one will ever love Adam for his honesty. It's just not there
- wasting away
- bad breath
- Let Everything That Has Breath
- Caesar's last breath
- Don't Go Out the Door
- I didn't even know he was sick!
- In Your Heart You Know He's Right
- He and she are one
- He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
- He searches
- He eventually disappeared into the morning fog
- He who seeks equity must do equity.
- He Read To Me The Picture of Dorian Gray
- she, he, and me
- Seven opening lines if he would ever look me in the eye
- his
- God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
- When the foeman bares his steel
- Requiem for What's His Name
- A depressed Lincoln avoids talk of his broken engagement, January 20, 1841
- Homage to His Hips
- The Poet and His Song
- The Thief and his Master
- Captain Video and His Video Rangers
- Karl Marx and his world view
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: I
- Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
- The Beaver Who Built His Dam from Penises
- she is his sounding board
- short of breath
- I'm scared to death of what havoc he could wreak in my life
- Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
- He asks, anxious to hear the story
- Enter perfect couple, he owns all the keys
- he tended to forget (user)
- Speak of Cao Cao and he arrives
- he faked murder_root (category)
- When a man lies he murders some part of the world
- He taught me how to smoke
- His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
- Atom and His Package
- How the Whale Got His Throat
- How Pac-Man got his name
- Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
- His Fraudulency
- Cool, you can put a bullet in his head!
- In his voice I heard decay
- Cosimo Cavallaro and his curd appeal
- His Divine Shadow
- Schrödinger killed his cat
- A fool's right to his tools of rage
- Synge and the Ireland of his Time: IX
- Her hips made waves against his shore
- Does Barry Manilow know that you raid his wardrobe?
- God is playing marbles with his planets and his stars
- Breath of Fire
- Spring's First Breath
- How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
- He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
- He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme, describing what it is to lose
- It's just the way that he walks
- He didn't want to be Gary anymore
- Psalm 119: He
- He takes the light switch between two fingers, wishing for a chain to pull
- he who pays the piper calls the tune
- And he bought our every word for dollars.
- He said I'm better of without you, 'til I showed him my tattoo
- The Man and His Two Sweethearts
- Innocent contact with his flesh
- Saturn Devouring His Children
- His Flames Are Joys
- It Was a Lover and His Lass
- The Book of King Arthur and His Noble Knights of the Round Table
- No Bobolink -- reverse His Singing
- Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks
- Johnny Cash with His Hot and Blue Guitar
- The End of Atli and his Kin and Folk
- his own tongue_root (category)
- His Majesty at the Swamp
- Buddha on his anniversary
- left everything on his desk and walked out into the bright sunlight
- mass wasting
- Breath softened fall, angel of always never
- Hold your breath until your heart races; imagine yourself breaking free
- The Man He Killed
- In your guts you know he's nuts
- So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- An E2 Seattle debauch aftermath node
- There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
- I cried when he threw away the paper towel on top of the microwave
- The Last Thing He Expected to Happen to Him in Hollywood
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- Now he dances to bring her back.
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