"Yes, I`ve heard. Kills WORD by the hundreds. And, if he was here, he`d consume the English with WORD from his eyes and bolts of WORD from his WORD."
"I`m a/an WORD. I haven`t got the luxury of WORD."
"I have long feared that my WORD would return to haunt me, and the cost would be more than I could WORD."
"Love gives you WORD. It makes you WORD. I don`t even call it love. I call it WORD. When you`re in love, you`ll WORD right from the top of the WORD and you won`t care, screaming `WORD` the whole way down. I love her so bad, I just... whoa, she WORD me. I`d die for her. "