Co-ordination is not my eyepoint.

Did you gargle all the fear?

Praying (or perhaps preying) eyeballs.

The dog loves you; you have fungus pants.

I can't find the medicine in my heart.

I have to warn you--she's in the mood for a captive beacon.

. . . the main pickle tree with him . . .

What are you doing? -Get out of my sleep.

Rosie[dog]'s on the floor; she's Amish.

It's snot-flying.

Feed a dog some bolts.

. . . but I'll be covered in wine tonight.

Hail. I suggest using the tail pan.

In Germany, the colon trade is heavily subsidized. . . .  

The question was paid.

I don't like lizard sex.

You're searching for the dog's head.  :(

-Don't you have enimas to watch?

. . . Turds for the picking.

So I asked her, "Have you ever done a raven?"

John, you are a bad ride.

. . . honey-bun juice, here.

You missed the scent of dental floss.

My hair is hard again.

What were you doing with your prick?

Doesn't that form the coffers of your heart?

Let's get a pervert Rocky [dog].

That's a wild push, man.

It tastes better with chinos.

Officemate: "It's a progressive and irreversible process of losing the desire to listen."

Me: "What?"

Officemate: "I see it's already in full swing."

(I honestly couldn't hear him.  :) )

I've got to go monitor my kimchi.

There's a bitter on my pony.

. . . been butt fishing.

-It's my favorite pearl.

My grandmother has mites.

The aurora went THAT WAY, when the hairy butt left.

This is Todd-stiffy, right.

Full-colonic if it was up to you.

It's got full newt karma, I mean. . . .  

Who do you bang with?

They're looking for him--building fodder.

Do you want me to turn off the Addis Ababa?

Debutante packer.

Coloring the ee-ya.

The Dong Song.  :)

I'm going to do a lenticular and a rectal exam---if that's all right.

My neighbor's cat, needs a bat.

Crab lice from Dublin.

Goonies, ponies underwear.

Your IQ--it sells optical fiber wings.

I'll have to chicken, on that comment.

Pardon yon?

You're the receipt.

Are you yomming (sic) up the iron for me?

The boobs are going to eat you.

They're vespers of good information.

Since they switched to the madrigal database. . . .  

. . . time for a PO.

It's another axe day.

I'm getting stabbed with poo.

Bend her over snot rats. . . .  

We're almost finished Chebechev bathtub.

Grumpy head's falling bathtint.

Fred, the nitro man. . . .  

Herbal tea--and it's on you.

I'll probably boff--in my pants.

Let's try bras size.

You're doing a small country. (Ever see "The Mouse That Roared?" :) )

We have an apology situation here.

Walking abortion brewskies.

I'm supposed to take weedings, until it settles down.

She's the official ASF hot chick.

. . . a lot of priestesses show up here.

REVS!

-But first I'm going to snack door.

What's up arrogant display.

Your reach is pampered.

I hope they don't drinkie the locks of the seventh floor.

My boobs are leaking.

   Long after I had put this link up, I got a correction from one of my students: "That may not be a nonsense line---for a woman who has just given birth." -Thanks, Tiffany! :)

Cake me.

WHOSE protege is in high-heels?

My butt must be from the delta quadrant.

nine-to-five.nuts (as in "nine-to-five-dot-nuts")

Sausage town.

He's got his finger in your burrito.

I wanted to improve the supply of carbon on the wind.  (Boy---now that can be taken a few ways. . . .)

I startled the teaching method of python.

I called Justin--as per Antonius's request--to see when we were getting our blood back.

. . . that's one of my pet boobs, actually.

They must be working on the boner, downstairs.  (Actually--ASTOUNDINGLY--this was what was really said.  She was talking about a "fish boner." :) )

I see the garlic lather.

Carribean dog here.

Rat maze.

You'd better drink that, butt-knock.

-Aren't you supposed to be STEAMING your eyeballs?!

I rode some pumpkin porter the other day.

Her eyes are purple.

There's an army of buttocks.

The transmission is in real good shape---it's waiting for barks.

I washed my fishy.

Is he the one that dented the salad?

A big bowl of drool---just what I need to get me through the day. . . .  

Kepler is so evil---that the students won't even steal.

You'll see it's a lot different if you look at the rare-earth angles.

Ripley seven yet

You put my head to sleep.

Are we finished building Elvis, yet?

I think it's the brain of vipers he likes going over there.

The person seems to obreastinate. . . .  

Lohiem 14 17

We're missing a Russian.

Looks like.  Tommy pardon.

Bubbles was sniffing between us last night.

. . . I suppose I didn't need the jumbo nut platter.

   I have been asked (more than once)---are these for REAL??!! Yes--absolutely. These all all phrases that I have actually heard, attempting to correctly hear what peeps were sayin', 'n stuff.