Findings:

• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• It was all God's fault
• Even my faults he adores
• The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves
• The Horse and His Rider
• The Ass and His Driver
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• 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
• Mr. Blandings Builds His Dream House
• Where were you when Kennedy was shot?
• I wonder when I learned to smile when I was being hurt
• I was supposed to be somebody by the age of 23
• People wouldn't fall in love so often if it were more clearly marked
• This Was Your Life
• My first and last attempt at a one night stand was raided by the police
• And then night was here, after a day of measured breathing, and I could forget about breathing because the waiting was done
• My very first mentor was a heroin junkie
• For a few more precious seconds, the body I was born with was still in one piece
• wagahai wa neko de aru
• Shiawase wa Tsumi no Nioi
• Free Speech Was Threatened Again In The 21th Century: Another History Chapter
• I was a nice guy once
• One big happy random assortment of truckstop trinkets
• Running a BBS
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• Jesus was a Gay Black Hippie Jew
• Now that was a scary ending
• I was raised on red pepper and blood I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
• God was creepier than I expected so I took it out on the little people
• I was watching through the window, you were going through the dances.
• This is the story of how I was killed in Peru
• It was crippled, it was heart-felt. The latter invariably trumps the former
• New Madrid Fault
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• In His Own Image
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
• The monk and his cat
• 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
• Deadman begins his journey, through a kitchen floor one Saturday night
• A father's thoughts for his daughter
• Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and start slitting throats
• hodgepodge was just a one-night stand, apparently
• Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few
• Jerry Was a Race Car Driver
• Shaymus is older than I thought he was
• RIT was built sideways
• I was unplanned
• Hitler Was A Vegetarian
• I was Christian and all I got was this lousy painting
• Was it Love, or Obsession?
• was (user)
• When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
• I was Chris to him
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• It was a pauper's laugh. It was what I could afford.
• When I Was Cruel
• Tetris was Soviet Communist Propaganda
• How was the play, Missus Lincoln?
• Everything was screaming: the sea, the sky, my heart.
• Cain was the first technologist
• I choose to believe what I was programmed to believe!
• I was burned and bleeding, but the galaxy still spun on
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• General Protection Fault
• blind thrust fault
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• Atom and His Package
• Pascal on his deathbed
• 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
• his eyes are colorless
• Descartes was wrong
• Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
• I was once stranded on a desert island
• Born with the gift of laughter, and a sense that the world was mad
• In the Beginning was the Command Line
• I was a bitter, purple-haired fat girl, and I had plenty of male friends
• A poem for two pages of panel art for a comic that was never written
• I was a witch in a past life
• How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
• I Was Looking at the Ceiling And Then I Saw the Sky
• There was a man with tongue of wood
• She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
• And I beheld the lack of embrace, and the strife was ever-present
• the lake was on fire that summer
• Sympathy for the Mongols & How The Rise of the West was just sheer Dumb Luck
• Money was paper
• Battle Ground, Washington
• was hael
• I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
• I Thought My Father Was God
• I was a teenage Overlord
• I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
• I was adored once too
• How to tell if tailgating is your fault
• all your faults in me
• too big for his britches
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• 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
• Your words like warm water, his words like salt
• Taking my son to meet his grandfather
• Was (Not Was)
• It was a dark and stormy night
• Was not cleanly unmounted, check forced
• WoOz: 17 How the Balloon Was Launched
• Lando was supposed to die
• Jesus was a black man
• I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
• Since Adam was a boy
• Where there was fire I brought the gasoline
• Of Gods and Men: Who Was This Man Called the Christ?
• That Was The Year That Was
• it wasn't the terrorism that flung us apart, it was the pigeons
• I don't remember what life was like when I was seven. I like the taste of air. What should I do?
• Olympia, Washington
• I was known as the counselor of the naked cabin
• I was Dan for fifteen minutes and I never want to be Dan again
• She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
• Duvall, Washington
• Pete Townshend was right about Saddam Hussein
• Not what was said
• The land of our fathers, stolen before we knew it was our own
• The Day the World was about to End
• the little friendship that never was
• And Pharoah's heart was hardened
• The dynasty made people die in nasty ways. This mess was necessary and they're not sorry.
• fault tolerance
• Touch the Hem of His Garment
• The Man and His Wife
• Toward his impossible light
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• his throbbing manhood
• I Saw Gener Cryin' In His Sleep
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• His Majesty The King's Guard
• Of Sigurd's avenging of Sigmund his father
• I think this boy's cheese has done slid off his cracker
• Synge and the Ireland of his Time: XII
• A teenage son to his father

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