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I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
He weaves his words
I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
Your words like warm water, his words like salt
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
As if he knew that words were how I kissed
She felt like the word 'shatter'
He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it
And he bought our every word for dollars.
His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
and then his words silenced my noisy thought
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
Some words are harder than others
She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
He probably builds trebuchets still: Satan needs to modernize, like totally!
He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
He Never Told Me My Eyes Were Like Diamonds
Aw, Mom, ya know I'm not like other guys; I'm nervous and my socks are too loose
he's like someone living in a dream
He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
Things are a bit like other things
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
He brings me books like flowers
Would Jesus Christ give money to every bum he came across?
His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
I saved his life. He does not know it.
Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
He smokes like a fish and drinks like a chimney
So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
We Use Words Like Mackadocious
Your radical ideas about this being like David Foster Wallace have already occurred to others.
Maybe his name is a killing word
he is too shy to write his tale
Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
Two stick figures leaning towards each other, heads touching
heart medications which all have names like alien military from other planets
there are others like us
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
We might not like each other very much afterwards, but at least we'll understand each other.
He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
he smokes like a cello plays
So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
sometimes, after an adventure, he likes to sit out there and think
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
Ani and his wife Tutu play senet in the Other World
his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
They hit each other, like fucking Christ intended!
These rugs will unite this country like no other rugs have before
Your words are delicious and enticing, and I would save them all like love letters
I mean these words come out of him like the right music
His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
the word eat he
"He" is actually a buxom blonde bisexual sorority girl. The net is like that.
haunted by nodeshells, like pronouns signifying other worlds
The difficulty of spelling words from other languages
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can make me think I deserved it.
In other words
Can we still like each other knowing the worst about each other?
I have a sick mind. I like to pleasure myself with a hockey stick while gargling with pureed baby.
Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
I like the way he reads poetry
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme, describing what it is to lose
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
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
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
It is safe to say that I'm going to get my payback if he is anything like me.
He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
he likes to watch you walk
This guy in the computer lab who looks like he should be a doctor
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
"Describe life in two words" she said. "Survival test" he replied.
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
He Looked Like the Summer
He flops over and bonks his head
He made a way to his anger
He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
i like his madness
Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
He just left his body
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
There are many like it, but this one is mine
waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
A kind of calm like no other
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
We would like to apologize to the following people and stick in some amusing messages
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
The ghosts of those words hung over us like clouds
Autumn is like a dying man's last words
your words... like wind through a wheat field.
Usage of the word like
How to Encourage Others to Like You
Describing feelings with words is like playing the piano with a baseball bat
His name came up like a match on wooden me
He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
I dream of a language whose words, like fists, would fracture jaws
He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
not like the other girls
One word that will make others laugh
words about the wordless, like planets around the sun
MyBase and other VB.NET concepts designed to make you feel like a five year old
Deals well with ambiguity: a savagely long writeup about why boys are not like girls and other things
Staying power like no other memory, aside from love
He Ate and Drank the Precious Words
bum fluff
Bum, Bum, Baily O!
Bum's rush
bum nuts
ski bum
Eric the Bum
Steve Lucky and the Rhumba Bums
stew bum
Yo! Bum Rush the Show
He
He said, expecting the answer no
He is radical and funky fresh!
he/she
God can create a stone so heavy even he can't lift it
s/he
BQN: He said. - Epilogue
He loves me, he loves me not
My brother never told me not to smoke. He showed me.
A man feared that he might find an assassin
He fled
If a picture is worth a thousand words how many for a touch?
He's a good guy friend
He Knows Not Their Names
The Story of Jason Squiff and Why He Had a Popcorn Hat, Popcorn Mittens and Popcorn Shoes
He thinks I don't, but I do
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
He who wants to fight will find a club
Yi he quan
He who has enough to eat does the hungry not believe
The Message of King Sakis and the Legend of the Twelve Dreams He Had in One Night
A Quick One (While He's Away)
He flew an A-10 Thunderbolt

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