Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "He was lying on his back, with his paws in the air, and whining very like a puppy-dog."

• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
• His name came up like a match on wooden me
• His version was better
• He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
• Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
• His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
• I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
• unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
• Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
• He weaves his words
• Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
• He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
• Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• His voice is like something from a distant age, the voice of the earth itself, the voice of a tree, the voice of a stone.
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• tiny alien ideas sprout in his brain, like baby incisors erupting from his testicles
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
• His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
• his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
• He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
• She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
• He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
• He just left his body
• mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
• He made a way to his anger
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• he is too shy to write his tale
• Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
• So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• Your words like warm water, his words like salt
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
• How Quetzalcoatl Got His Groove Back
• I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• He flops over and bonks his head
• i like his madness
• How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
• Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
• I saved his life. He does not know it.
• Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
• He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
• He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
• He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• I don't remember what life was like when I was seven. I like the taste of air. What should I do?
• At least he was gentle
• He Never Told Me My Eyes Were Like Diamonds
• some say he was never here at all
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
• Shaymus is older than I thought he was
• he likes to watch you walk
• He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
• He smokes like a fish and drinks like a chimney
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• He Looked Like the Summer
• This guy in the computer lab who looks like he should be a doctor
• I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
• He Was a Crook
• It was 1992. He smiled.
• he smokes like a cello plays
• he listened so well, he was still curious.
• Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
• he was a punk poet himself
• That's Just How He Was
• He always dreamed about subjects such as the very nature of the soul
• he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
• He Was Only Joking
• Spinning in his grave
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
• Picked his bones in whispers
• He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
• She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
• Like the Back of My Hand
• He's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy
• More than he was willing to give
• I like the way he reads poetry
• He brings me books like flowers
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
• I married him because he was not mean
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• All he left her was alone
• Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it
• In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
• sometimes, after an adventure, he likes to sit out there and think
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• He was hard in all the wrong places
• he's like someone living in a dream
• He was found
• When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
• I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
• making certain he was touching her
• A Boy and His Dog
• His hips know the original dance
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• On His Blindness
• The General in his Labyrinth
• his
• He backed the verbal car into the garage, only to crash it into the wall
• he did not look back. he walked slowly. he might stop at any time.
• bringing me back to when less was worth more
• "He" is actually a buxom blonde bisexual sorority girl. The net is like that.
• How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
• Would you take your shoes back now, i think I know what it is like to be you.
• Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• just because it was an accident doesn't mean it'll come back to life
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
• The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
• He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• He did very little harm
• Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
• Tom, He was a Piper's Son
• Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
• It was late when he came home; it woke you up
• Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
• She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
• He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
• He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
• The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
• So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
• She was coming out as he was going in.
• he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
• He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
• The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
• He probably builds trebuchets still: Satan needs to modernize, like totally!
• The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
• It is safe to say that I'm going to get my payback if he is anything like me.

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