A little water music
Thorin Oakenshield
I can’t stand these puns ;)
Beauty is in the eye of the beer-holder
Thanks, but I’ve got enough crap already
’Scuse me, do you have the time?
Too cute to scold
Armed with light
Pedal to the metal
Own your individuality, ladies
Curiosity soaked the cat
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door … (Bikaner Fort,
Purple perch
Four little heroes
Backwards, forwards … who cares
Telling it like he sees it
Springing forward tonight … all this back and forth even
Every damn night
Battle cry (European Starling)
Something smells fishy (school of Blackspotted Rubberlip Sweetlips,
Yer gonna have to think fast to keep up
Just gotta dust the sheep, brb
No challenge compares to simply surviving
Keep curbing your urges
Ride ’em, cowgopher!
But baby, you taste so *good* with melted butter …
Boromir’s title was Captain of the White Tower; upon his death,
Safe in your arms
That look that melts your heart
Traces of you will always be here
A day late and a dollar short, but relevant nonetheless
Not in my world …
Front row center, baby
Just another lunatic hangin’ out (Heath Ledger is suspended
Pack your cerebral bags and get moving
I think I’d wear out my replay button