Friday, November 10, 2017

Sentences With No Unifying Title


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When I am on a crowded bus, it's hard for me not to think of people as biological disturbances.  These biological disturbances love to sleep with their eyes open.


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Satan is irritating you.  Where do you tell him to go?

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Wouldn't it be nice to be able to stop time so you can catch up?

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How do I get in touch with my inner outer?  Then again, why would I want to?

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Does God look like his passport picture?

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How come no one aspires to be a balloon pump?

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Can I stop now?

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