All the bullets and all the heads he shot them through?

Nobody dresses the first night out.

Nail shaped shrapnel with a four finned tail section penetrates the human body and tears flesh and bone, inflicting permanent disability. Hospitals report hundreds of cases.

I don't want him to get hurt. Wait, don't take the Ox Head Woods.

You should kill them, spreading lies.

Wearing hoods, white robes.

Now, that's the line you have to follow straight through.

Shame and disgrace! Put pants on your face.

Better scatter. Go down the corridor and through the iron door.

Where could he find a brick wall on board a ship?

In this deshabille and the coiffure.

With a hole in the middle for the head to go through?

Bashful

Spread out in a line.

No.

He's an old man in a dirty uniform.

There are holes in the face of the clock with heads sticking through.

He was wearing a light gray suit and a gray hat when I saw him this morning.

You see, onboard, no one dresses the first night out.

Don't dress first night out. Now she tells me.

I thought Randy'd cave the side of my head in. Poor George.

Most of them were shot in the head with 9 mm bullets from silencer fitted weapons.

Black hair. He's a swell dresser. That's all I know...

My head was pounding.

The kidney punch and the rabbit clout.

Most of the killed had been shot in the head at close range, and their throats had been slit.

One morning I shot an elephant in my pyjamas.

How would you get one in your head? Fix me a drink.

They're not? They're wearing sarongs and hibiscus blossoms in their hair.

I'm not talking about voluntary wearing of a veil women should be able to wear whatever they want, as far as I'm concerned.

I couldn't thread a needle or see the lice in my hair.

You said they were wearing hoods, Klan robes.

Something tells me she's gonna come through that door in a brandnew outfit.

Well, you could get yourself a boat and cut right across the bay to their dock.

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Time to strike the rock.

Hit 'em on the head with a blunt instrument.

They say his head was bashed in.

Looks like a fat, frilledup side of undressed beef to me.

His angelical voice dives into your bones.

And Tom knows that that little bit of foam in a bike helmet can reduce the G force of impact by half.

It's kind of late so I thought I'd take a shortcut through Ox Head Woods.

You were saying you got a knock on the head?

I'm as brave as the next man, but I wouldn't cross through those woods at night.