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Praise is a residual effect of surrender.

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Life is but a simulation of fantasy.

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It's only a matter of time before your conscience rots away.

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Impressing me is like threading a needle with an eyelash.

(since I forgot about 11/27/08)

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Fabulous fallacies foment far afield.

(since I forgot about 11/26/08)

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Rushed and hurried is in this season.

(since I forgot about 11/25/08)

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The tide is too heavy to keep at still.

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Cud was the condiment of choice.

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Post-nasal drip is so last year.

(since I forgot about 11/22/08)

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Bare-chested and wide-eyed is not a good look.

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Winning was but a mere formality.

(since I forgot about 11/20/08)

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Rays spread that peculiar sunshine across a canvas of pink dermis.

(since I forgot about 11/19/08)

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Make mine a rhubarb, too.

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It's only a matter of time before your gums catch your teeth.

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Three is the magic bummer.

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Beware the ham hock, my friend.

(since I forgot about 11/15/08)

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That hint of periwinkle in her eyes was a man magnet.

(since I forgot about 11/14/08)

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Salt in wound was our first impression.

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A dab of special sauce makes all the difference in the world.

(since I forgot about 11/12/08)

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A thousand yard stare is only mildly intimidating.

(since I forgot about 11/11/08)