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• 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 panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• bump bump bump my finger down his spine
• Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
• The Fisherman and His Wife
• his ability to be stubborn beyond comprehension
• His Fraudulency
• Lord Snooty and His Pals
• Jas. Mathus and his Knock-Down Society Play Songs for Rosetta
• Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place: episode 2
• Shaggy Seeks his Stray Brother
• Thoughts for Oliver on His Death
• Alfred Hitchcock's acceptance speech for his 1967 Irving G. Thalberg award
• Maddux loses his bell for heavy grief
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House
• Then the father hen will call his chickens home
• spine shavings (user)
• The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
• The sound of Methodists' singing drifts in through my window
• Here's your chance to live through me, to right your wrongs or wrong my rights
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• Three McDonald's: The Myth of Regeneration Through Violence
• If you could see her through my eyes
• Before long the Goddess Tiamat through hip-hop you'll be facing
• Speeding through the desert I found a fire I'd forgotten
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
• Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
• Yes, I put Nair in his shampoo
• The Old Man and His Big Toe
• EDB reads his Message Inbox
• an Aztec father advises his son
• How Quetzalcoatl Got His Groove Back
• Cosimo Cavallaro and his curd appeal
• Werner Herzog Eats His Shoe
• His magnolia walls
• The fire of God in his eyes
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIII
• A father's thoughts for his daughter
• A boy and his shadow standing on a long shore trying to figure out the intentions of the sun
• his writing
• through
• Play through the drum
• Concrescence of linguistic intentionality put through a kind of hyperdimensional transform into three-dimensional space
• Why, again, did I suffer through four years of high school?
• Slogging through the molasses of sleep-deprived conscious thought
• Climbing Jacob's Ladder Through the Fireplace
• The pennies from Heaven drop through my soul
• Witchcraft Through the Ages
• Values found through living
• trillions of solar neutrinos are passing through your body this very second
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
• How Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends wrecked my love life
• We decorated his van with crayons and fluorescent paints
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• To Music, to becalm his Fever
• God comments his code, you should too
• You can only watch as his heart is coaxed from his chest to his sleeve
• He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
• How Eulenspiegel placed himself inside his horse
• She walked by his desk and left a nickel
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• His name came up like a match on wooden me
• his eyes are colorless
• A man's home is his castle
• People without spines annoy me.
• My soul is borne through the open air
• I couldn't see them through all the corn
• You can see through my mask
• life through death
• Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 8
• I am the red, the white, & the blue. No man cometh to freedom except through me.
• War Through The Ages
• You walk through my walls like a ghost on tv. You penetrate me.
• How to break through the next locked door
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• how Wiener found his way home
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• Justin Trudeau's eulogy for his father, Pierre Elliott Trudeau
• A Boy and His Blob
• Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates
• Our Exagmination Round His Factification for Incamination of Work in Progress
• How Eulenspiegel had his horse shod with silver and gold
• The Thief and his Master
• How Helgi, the son of Sigmund, won King Hodbrod and his Realm, and wedded Sigurn
• A Frolic of his Own
• The boy in the fabulous pants boldly presents his card: "Dr. Famous Teenager, Esq."
• A man and his own face
• Your words like warm water, his words like salt
• Taking my son to meet his grandfather
• The sunny side of his face
• spine shavings_root (category)
• Better Living Through Circuitry
• Prime Factorization of the Numbers One Through Ten
• We CAN walk through walls since we're only 0.01% substance
• Through the Haze
• Through a Glass, Darkly
• Walk Through Autumn
• a voice like pebbles being shoved through a harmonica
• culture shock through washing dishes
• The General in his Labyrinth
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
• In His Own Image
• A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
• The monk and his cat
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• Robert E. Lee and his lieutenants
• His Divine Shadow
• I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
• Did you touch any of his blood?
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XIV
• A teenage son to his father
• His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
• Kiki Uses His Magic
• Old chestnut: divisible by two through 10
• How to unintentionally despoil beauty through intestinal trauma
• emotion through breathing
• Christian fundamentalists will end the world through fear and suffering
• Coming Through Slaughter
• How to cut a hole in a postcard large enough to walk through
• The world through a filter so thin of you
• Gracious God, flowing through the river
• Talk through your hat
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• To His Mistress Going to Bed
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• Valediction to His Book
• lawnjart spills his guts to the press
• G-8 and his Battle Aces
• Comfort to a Youth that had lost his Love
• restarting a player after his character dies
• Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks
• How King Siggeir wedded Signy, and bade King Volsung and his son to Gothland
• Meekness of Mr Pecksniff, and his charming daughters
• that wounded rider knows the intimacies of the river. its earliest mud is still under his fingernails.
• Charles II, his mistresses and his children
• The pool balls broke and cracked the middle of his sentences
• The chestnut casts his flambeaux
• 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
• Spine of the World
• Tiptoe Through the Tulips
• Bonding through bitching
• Going through the motions
• I love Slim Shady and I am not a teenage boy going through puberty
• A once passing chill through my body
• Through the Looking Glass - Chapter 9
• Through Heaven's Fields
• 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.
• Victor Hugo once got so mad he threw a baseball through a dog
• Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream
• Picked his bones in whispers
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• 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
• The Gift, the Giver, the Rebel, the Thief, and the Stranger and his Glue
• The shit that gets carried out in His name
• Reign Of Diocletian And His Three Associates II
• A Portrait of the Artist and His Lover
• He weaves his words
• The Old Man and his Grandson
• his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
• Stuart Saves His Family
• The mad Count Van Snickleheisen and his mysterious ticker
• His Last Line
• Günter Grass peeling his onion
• His (user)
• Bukowski stands alone, the bar bell's hammer in his hand
• Split for spine
• Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
• See Me Through Part II
• effort through passion transition
• For Leslie, who runs through this book like a river
• As through the wild green hills of Wyre
• Through thick and thin
• pussy! I go through two lighters a day man!
• are they watching you through the server logs
• Spinning in his grave
• The Ass and His Driver
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• his throbbing manhood
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• I Saw Gener Cryin' In His Sleep
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful

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