Stab him, George. You can do it.

Stab!

Did you pierce him through the heart?

He stuck a meatball with his fork.

Zeus stabs the skies with thunderbolts.

It almost staked you.

You might as well have stuck that knife into his back yourself.

Don't thrust your knife into the cheese.

You can only kill a shade, if you pierce him through the heart.

Nothung I shall thrust into his proud heart!

And a real thin stiletto in his left. First he takes the stiletto and jabs it as a hard as he can into the nape of the guy's neck.

They went right in here. I was a young man at the time.

If she moves, put your cane through her eye.

I took his sword... and I drove it through his heart.

Actually, it went 11 feet into solid clay and became a bunker buster.

Better to insert between the eyes and twist.

If you ever grab me like that again, I will stick a knife in your face.

Draws a ball that periodically extrudes many random spikes. Ouch! Written by Jamie Zawinski 2001.

I'd like to take an ice pick and stick it right in his eyeball.

Nothung has pierced your heart!

I won't ram Nothung down his gizzard until he's guzzled you down with his drink.

And then he just makes this totally perfect toss and the sword ends up sticking straight up in the deck.

Yeah, they got a knife to my throat.

Oh, to be young, and to feel love's keen sting

Your voice is grating on my ear nubs.

Language seems to be really important here.

It will realize autonomously that it's being pushed.

Ah, fork...

The myth may be repeating itself.

He will then proceed to jump behind his target while she is pre occupied, and apply a fatal impending weapon into her jugular artery!

You nearly poked me in the eye with your pencil.

Someone stabbed Tom with an ice pick, but he's OK now.

So, in the spirit of The Great Unveiling I had to do this

And so, if anyone in this room wanted to wear a veil, or a very funny hat, or tattoo their face

For him you thrust into the tree the sword you promised him

So the water goes up. He turns it back down. Great.

And he says, Anything you notice? No.

Hold it, just like that.

The pin pierced his finger and it began to bleed.

Forgetting the scars of weekend Which were just an introductory chapter

He left a card.

I made you who you are, and you stab me in the heart with something sharp.

I'm gonna push off this window. It's gonna be Ok. You just stay calm, Ok?

And the more empowered the women become, the more they are able to remove the veil, for example, or to drive their own car or to have a job or to be able to travel.

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