"Made Of God's Soil"
"GOD IS BED." - A thought for your dreams!
Finder's Sleepers - Losers' Weepers.
Life is a beautiful waste of our time.
You are always your most expensive customer.
Remembered to forget everything but what I was supposed to remember.
I am the Grateful Lead's Head.
Who in hell do you think we r?
Stupid Stars?
How wrong u' r's!
We Never Arrive Alive.
I'm so sorry I use my personal throne like the toilets' seats.
I knew a rich Hobo who played an Oboe.
You play with my flute.
A productive penis pumps poetry powerfully at the princely party.
Sense The Nonsense?
Billet's on A Hot Holiday.
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