Findings:

• will our souls remember where we said we'd meet?
• Do you believe, dear reader, that there exists a slender gossamer thread binding you and and I together in our shared humanity? Say 'yes', and we will face the onslaught of the unreal together.
• Maybe if we're lucky the person dreaming our lives will wake up
• WHO WILL JOIN THE HALLOWED RANKS OF THE IRON? (document)
• Our children will laugh at the names of our over-the-counter medicines
• Our children will judge us by our memes
• the world will be remade in our image
• Our stories will surprise even our selves.
• On the last day of 2004, we will do something in Portland. That thing is called a party. You can come.
• We Invent Gods That Will Fit in Our Pocket
• We Regret to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Families
• and we will walk till our feet ache
• we will replace the stars with machines of our own creation
• Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him
• The winter chill reminds those of us closer to our end than our beginning that maybe, just maybe, safety isn't the primary goal in a life that will certainly end in death.
• Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
• Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good wil prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
• It will only make our insides burn until we are nothing but ash.
• Our world will change
• assume the Party Escort Submission Position or you will miss the party
• and our dreams will break the boundaries of our fears
• if we are to be lies, we will be lies of our own making
• You know our love will not fade away
• Maybe when we drown the fish will be our friends
• Our warning signs will protect us
• Only my hours spent gaming will stand between our world and total destruction
• Among strangers who will say so many things to fill our ears
• Join the E-Corps!
• Join
• Joined at the hip
• outer join
• Never Join a CD Club
• I saw a queue and thought, "I'd better join it"
• I can't wait until I join it.
• How the Grand Gallipoot Joined The Nomes
• /join #3,0
• Join The French Foreign Legion
• Join or Die
• Join me
• Australian Public Service
• Join the Dots
• Small pieces loosely joined
• Want to join the story-go-round? (document)
• I've been cordially invited to join the visceral realists
• He cries for me, all these years later. He'll never stop 'til I join him in the grave.
• we invite you to join us in an effort to conserve
• Wonder Boy Woo joins the NOC
• Our Lady Peace
• The United States' upcoming war with China
• our first time
• the better angels of our nature
• Some of our best friends are three minutes long
• TV is the alien sitting in our home
• They were getting into riot gear as we sipped our wine
• Time has imprisoned us in the order of our years
• We are Our Stories
• Our Balls Are Bigger
• They killed our Lord
• Our Father
• Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?
• Our way or the highway
• parlance of our times
• We nod our approvals in other ways
• On Our Backs
• Ain't Nobody's Business if You Do: The Absurdity of Consensual Crimes in Our Free Country
• our sun
• Our
• Ours
• The Happiest Days of Our Lives
• our own little patch of dixie
• Things that give our life meaning
• Our work and why we do it
• Nazi Supermen Are Our Superiors
• a copy of our home game
• Bad Boys Rape Our Young Girls But Violet Gives Willingly
• What Happened to Our Two Travelers with Two Girls, Two Monkeys, and the Savages, Called Oreillons
• Our last conversation
• We must increase our bust!
• Our Dumb Century
• Reform our politics
• The television screen of our collective unconscious
• Our Beloved Revolutionary Sweetheart
• Our Position Against Suicide
• Who owns our writeups?
• Is our ultimate economic goal death?
• On Seeing a Piece of Our Heavy Artillery Brought into Action
• A Mighty Fortress Is Our God
• Let's just turn our children into burbling idiots
• Our Singing Strength
• Concerning our Priests
• Of the Doctrine of our Priests
• Perhaps God is our future, not our past
• Our Delaware
• the stars that change our minds
• If by Dull Rhymes our English must be Chain'd
• Our Old Feuillage
• Six Myths of Our Time
• Our Lady of Mount Carmel
• Admitted to God, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs
• If our genitalia were on our hands
• A Proposal For An Expedition To Our Hollow Earth
• The world would be in much better shape if our leaders were hamsters
• Texas, Our Texas
• I don't think we're old enough to know if we're alcoholics at our age
• If we had a more developed tailbone, would we wag our tail?
• Does the pace of technology outpace our ability to use it for good?
• Everything is the Endless Exposition of Our Existence
• We only use 10% of our brain
• Our Rubbish Dreams
• Why do we think we can give a score to our happiness?
• Be our drone
• No Regrets for Our Youth
• We have learned our lessons well
• Why I poison the atmosphere and deplete our natural resources
• We've received your resume, and we're entering your credentials in our companywide database
• We Wash Our Squash
• The Last Day of Our Acquaintance
• One Man Army
• Why don't we become completely independent and make our own everything
• The Year of Our Lord
• Eyesight resolution
• thefez: our global nightmare
• This is our ool. Notice there is no P in it. Please keep it that way.
• Tenchi, go get some more *hic* TEA!
• Giving our kids something to rebel against
• Misconceptions about our conception
• C'est un ours mal léché
• When you had left our pirate fold
• with cat-like tread upon our prey we steal
• The condom is the glass slipper of our generation
• We are all sitting on our asses, simultaneously staring blankly at computer screens all over the world
• Our Final Goodbye
• Governments cannot be trusted with our personal information
• Our rover can kick your lander's ass!
• How Our Bodies Are Used--and Our Minds
• Our Name is Mud
• I'd love to go back to the late 80's and tell them about our time
• Our Town
• Math is not a social construct: Our understanding of math is a social construct
• 'Twas people! People soiled our green!
• Our American Heritage, Volume 1
• Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows. Young as I was, I understood.
• We left our dead where they lay and the sand preserved them
• We're on our way to being GODS!
• Who's Rating our Games?
• Happy endings are not our birthright.
• The leaky ceiling saved our night
• Our hearts were hard, but they were warm
• Sprillowed Sprawling Predictions on Our Future
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• We are the People Our Parents Warned Us About
• Our love sustains me far beyond the gold horizon
• Our sensei
• Why the alternate worlds in science fiction are never our world
• Why do we hurt when our loved ones die?
• Our Lady of Lourdes (user)
• Nostalgia filled our lungs every time we inhaled
• in cities not our own
• There's no 'eak' in our off-peak
• Changing our lives
• Death is our business and business is good
• Our Share of Night to Bear
• Anarchism and Our Times
• Why should we trust our conscience?
• The Enemies of Our Enemies
• The Enemies of Our Enemies Part 2
• Grave Are The Hairs On Our Asses
• Dreams Of Our Fathers
• the death of our flowers
• Gravity's on our side
• The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
• Our Fathers of Old
• Our Bodies, Ourselves
• Our Hero
• God Bless our Native Land
• The boundary drawn by our skin
• You're in our world now
• The SAT rules our lives
• The Lord's Prayer: Irish (Gaeilge)

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