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We told the poor lad that inward reflection was the key to seeing life clearer

Salt and pepper shakers were found in his bathroom as he prepared to eat his mirror

Somethings are better left unsaid. Garlic and silver are not always a winning combo

Some vampire are better left undead. We started off as wallflowers, but improved to an awkward mumbo

When I stumble, onlookers take me for some patron saint of lost causes

I don't speak the language of miscreants, It's just a matter of reading into their unplanned pauses

Once upon a time, my arguments were impeccable, some would even say air tight

Now a days if I pull a calf muscle, inform ticket master, I'll gladly call off the fight

I knew a man who was very ostentatious, yet when it came to things of substance, he said so little

To various fringe elements he was gracious, but when it came to decision time, he played the middle

Why are we here? What is the nature of truth? All valid questions

Behind the fear that honesty is uncouth lies an ineptitude to draft meaningful lessons

All the right words and phrases are spoken firmly, but something is still off kilter

Devils are unphased when splashed by holy water that passed through a Brita filter.

It's not like coal mines are the vacation spots of joyful canaries

The house of God is never open to the bloody feet of heartless mercenaries

I am not a critic, nor am I a professional detractor

Just don't sell me on ten steps to a happily ever after

We can hear you perfectly fine about courage and being able to stand in the line of fire.

Wonder why your associates speak in hushed tones, it's because they know you're wearing a wire.

I like my galaxy milky, and my comets Halley

I like my news frequent, on time, but never daily