Findings:

• Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?
• Please inquire of past generations, and consider the things searched out by their fathers
• Judging women by their books
• So many people have come and gone, their faces fade as the years go by
• Inability to decide on what your morals and values should be
• The lonely ones will find each other by the heat of their bodies
• Discovering personalities by watching people with their dogs
• their teary eyes follow us as if our actions are accompanied by tragic music
• By their fruits you shall know them
• Why guys care if their partner spits or swallows
• Please help us recover your nodes by linking their titles below
• The Sightless find Their way by the Warmth
• If "cult" religions are so good at mind control, why are their attrition rates so high?
• While Sheperds watched their Flocks by Night
• Addressing others by their user names
• Making the Movies VII Movie Stars Who Risk Their Lives for Realistic Films
• Supporting your views on modern social dynamics by citing anthropology
• Real hackers start their own IRC networks so that they can't be traced by the FBI
• Things people put up their butts
• And oh, how we long for their shaky, malnourished caresses
• Off with their heads!
• Rap artists who insist on singing their own name in their songs
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• those magnificent men in their flying machines
• If we define things as unreal, they may still be real in their consequences
• I don't mind it when authors take their time
• I Look at Men in the Height of Their Youth
• Scissors that shed their safety
• the undead squirm in their cocktail dresses while Julian and I powder our wigs
• And Their Refinement Of The Decline
• Greeks like their women armless
• words whose reversals are their opposites
• Brides on their Trial
• Immortality are their garb
• secret city map with pins set at the places their eyes had met
• The cost of having nice things is the obligation to their maintenance
• Some kiss with their eyes closed
• He Knows Not Their Names
• People's secrets show in their eyes
• They'll find their own lightning
• When the Ram and the Pig Went to the Forest to Live on Their Own
• may their names be sung forever
• Rugby players eat their dead
• Stars In Their Eyes
• Rock Stars and their bizarre love-lives
• Why are there so many 1964 nickels?
• The movements exist on their own terms, manifesting rare beauty
• I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
• England their England
• Table of Organs and Their Relationships
• Scientist hits head on curb joke
• Ranters and their rants
• Why dogs flinch when you stroke their heads
• Being an Agent is Their Difficult Job
• rubies subtly set their skirts on fire.
• The bullets sang softly in their strait prison of steel and brass
• If we define things as real, they are real in their consequences
• Stick a fork in their ass and turn them over, they're done
• I liked their early stuff
• Antisemitism and Martin Luther
• On the horizon, the lions circle their kill while the sun waits to set
• When each had their own personal anthem
• Ever seen two people talking to each other in their sleep?
• The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• if drivers don't use their turn signals
• Of Mongoloids and Their Kin
• There are places in this world where mundane, forgotten things have learned to weave their own magic
• candle smoke and christmas spice leapt up their noses like cardamom cats
• their laughter became the second song
• Capitalize, please
• Do masochists enjoy slamming their fingers in a car door?
• How Eulenspiegel talked two hundred boys out of their shoes
• Their are three misteaks in this sentence
• Don't trust anyone with the sun in their eyes
• Taking on a Life of Their Own
• A ragtag fleet, running for their lives
• 27 Innocent Bystanders and Their Visions of the Afterlife
• IRC channels that have absolutely nothing to do with their names
• Meat By-Products and their Uses
• How to get people to clean up their core dumps
• Carelessly their feet trod upon life, extinguishing it
• There's husbandry in heaven; their candles are all out.
• More of The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• RMS forgiving KDE users of their sins
• Why do male musical groups try to look threatening on their album covers?
• The Four and Twenty Elders Casting their Crowns before the Divine Throne
• fattening the fruits of their orchards with war-dead
• Everyone picks their poison. I've got mine.
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
• This was their finest hour
• Mammals and Their Milk
• What guys do while their girlfriends aren't there
• the flags are all dead at the tops of their poles
• relentlessly mock and deride their institutional legitimacy
• Why American women shave their legs
• Animals which resemble their owners
• Familiars and Totem Animals - Their Attributes
• Paintings bulging out of their frames like the freaked-out spine-damage erections of accident victims
• The sand people ride in single file to hide their numbers
• The Prodigy: Their Law
• Everyone tells their own story with them as the star
• institutions have lives of their own
• Why female athletes are paid less than their male counterparts
• Selling their souls to Santa
• Parents who won't let their children play with toy guns
• How to give customers change
• 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.
• The only difference between men and boys is the size of their shoes and the price of their toys.
• Non-everythingian friends and their responses to this place
• Madmen have a world all their own
• How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus?
• How to convert musical notes to their Hz equivalent
• Butterflies are passive aggressive and put their problems on the shelf, but they're beautiful
• Bands Who Take Their Names from Eighteenth-century English Poetry and Prose
• Be nice to smokers: any cigarette can be their last
• Expecting your wedding to be the happiest day of your life
• You can tell a lot about a person from their e-mail address
• They try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath.
• Viking raids
• Jokes and their Relation to the Unconscious
• The Three Princes and their Beasts
• I will ask them all their dreams
• How do cows get all their nutrients, when they only eat grass?
• Some virtues dig their own graves
• Round The Moon: 3: Their Place of Shelter
• Nuns fret not at their convent's narrow room
• The She-Goats and Their Beards
• Cats always land on their feet
• Parents who force their children to eat when they're not hungry
• Never argue with an idiot. They bring you down to their level and beat you with experience.
• Necronomicon: Of Ye Old Ones And Their Spawn
• Country kids driving their sins up haunted logging roads
• Highly ornamental cultivars of brambles still have as many thorns as their wild counterparts
• Know your pets
• You wear your breasts to their full extent
• Professors who have contempt for their students
• The children are all crying in their pens
• I used to fly like peter pan, all the children flew when I touched their hands
• Everyone Thinks the Best about Their Own Children
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• In What Distress Candide, Cunegund, and the Old Woman Arrive at Cadiz, and Of Their Embarkation
• Scientists who have genetically designed their children for superior 'fros
• Their Eyes Were Watching God
• Correcting BBC newsreaders on their grammar
• Boston sports fans and their teams: A brief but angsty perspective
• Listen, boy. Everyone is their own kind of ninja.
• Their hands prying at your heart
• Everyone's got their drug
• I'm ceded--I've stopped being Theirs
• I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissability
• They don't realize they're talking about death but I can hear it behind their voices
• When the dead poets mobilize, they'll paint your picture on their planes
• Crack dealers drink their morning coffee after 2pm
• Dead links in writeups
• Ten Stupid Things Men Do to Mess Up Their Lives
• Legal Happy Pills and their Trials and Tribulations.
• Everyone has a sofa to give away at some point in their lives
• Open letter from Saddam Hussein to the American peoples and the western peoples and their gov'ts
• Where do memories go to sharpen their daggers?
• a sea of assholes celebrating the jetsam of their own bile
• dead insects are flipped over on their backs
• How can someone worship a dead naked man nailed to a cross as their god?
• Those who have abandoned their dreams will discourage yours
• The Girls in Their Summer Dresses
• to that end they offer you their bare bellies. pick up the knife.
• In their Disneyland are there kids just like this?
• The Monkeys and Their Mother
• I feel their presence
• Men who are willing to listen to women talk about their periods
• Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus, and Their Forbidden Love

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