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No One Is A Bigger Feminist
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First Cats To Be Domesticated
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Two mobsters lost, dragging a dead body and leaving a trail of blood.
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I've Killed Him
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I Don't Know How To Draw A Merger - You'll
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Would it kill you to lie fallow
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In the name of religion
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A Mobster Is Sitting At Dinner With A Woman
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They don't exist now
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It's So Silly. Now I Can't Even Remember Why
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A few minutes to kill
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A King Who Just Had The Messenger Killed
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Maybe It's Time We Started Trying To Kill Other
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I Guess That Breaks Up Our Little Game
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Overturn The Call
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Don't Kill It! That Mosquito Is Carrying My Dna
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Shoot To Kill!
Edward Frascino
Should I Kill Him Now?
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You were overheard saying youd kill for a good tomato
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The Giant Asteroid
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Request a Blindfold
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When Life Gives Me Lemons
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My Daughter's A Huge Fan
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I feel so vulnerable right now
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A Woman Smokes A Cigarette And Talks On The Phone
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Edward Koren
A Prelude To A Kiss
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Five Second Rule
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I Could Elaborate On That Four-month Gap
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The Cab Of Guilt
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Our Last Exterminator Wasn't Worth Jack
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They're Certainly In For A Rude Awakening One
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Dreams Of Glory
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Have You Anything In Which The Butler Murders
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Moby Dick The Demi Moore Version
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Two Mafiosos Sit At A Bar Smoking
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Nobody Said The Cowbell Industry Was Humane
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God, These Throw-pillows Are Terrible
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Of Course I Got Rid Of Him...in My Own Way
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I Hope I Can Still Count On An Endorsement
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Just Whom Did She Mean When She Said
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Why Do I Take So Much Of His Crap?
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I Think We May Be Witnessing A Defining Moment
Lee Lorenz
Where The Devil Did I Put My Glasses?
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Roberta Macdonald
I Certainly Hope We Haven't Got A Hit
Garrett Price
I Didn't Intend To Shoot Him So Many Times
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Is It Just My Imagination Or Is He Murdering Me?
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The Papers Are All In That Tin Box
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