on me and watch me dance.
I guess is the end of the road for...
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on me and watch me dance.
I guess is the end of the road for...
...the bride just back from her honeymoon.
She got a long letter which ...
Stated... "Dear John!"
Just wanted you to know...
...the sky is falling.
Here's to...
there, or at least to the little there that is still there.
Parasols are a ...
...dress accessory with little overhead.
Music makes the...
Mood sombre.
Did you stop and look for...
...the bus that hit you?!
Do you think...
you are worthy?
You never said...
...what you could mime.
How did that...
gun end up in my hand.
Ah, did you think I was...
... going to bed with a proud heart and an empty stomach?
In other words, ...
my stomach is more important right now.
Did you even stop to think...
that the door you are trying to open is not of your own flat?
Will you ever...
... shower and dress?
In a while ...
...it'll be later.
Show me the...
little folk gathering in the gloaming.
A day that starts in handcuffs...
can end in one hundred years of solitude.
It's pretty late and ...
...sleep close.
The fly buzzes with...
...relentless intensity as it makes its way across the river and into the trees.
Meanwhile, the old man and the sea . . .
are together with their crashing thoughts.The sea just wants to be just at rest and the old man just to be silent.But there alas ! is a lightening and the rains will come with a storm behind.....
...to wreck the peace.
There was a man from...
...over there, who disappeared, I know not where.
And if he hadn't gone away...
He'd be here, not there.
When was the last time...
...you saw him.
Was he...
...from the green hills of Africa?
The little house on the prairie . . .
...burnt to the ground.
When is it...
...possible for the neighbors and collectors to know what we talk about when we talk about love, vitamins and little things?
A serious talk on the third thing that killed my father off . . .
last week.
Why did I just....
say 'last week'?
After the storm we will...
...swim to shore.
And there goes the winner...
..of the Fat Feathers club blackbird pie baking contest!
Nobody said anything . . .
...as they were too polite to speak.
I"d like to...
slow down on dong that.
Nothing happened we're just....
.. asking the screenwriter from the dead fish museum up north to give the bone game players his blessing.
When he came out a few minutes later . . .
...he was surprised to find the door open and the apartment stripped.
Void where...
...prohibited by missus.
I, myself and me...
.. can be counted three.
Life is just too..
...unforgiving. No option to restore from last save and try again.
Do not remove...
...your sweet self to some place else, sweetened me forever.
Love taketh thee to high places...