I am round shouldered.

Cats arch their backs.

The cat arched its back.

Don't...

(Laughter)

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What are you going to do stopping here?! On the side street.

Below the shoulder.

It's in his shoulder.

I felt somebody patting on my shoulder from behind.

The right shoulder.

What sort of a place was it, and what would he be like?

At times I stole a sidelong glance.

Cat

What?

A cat?

A cat.

Cats.

A cat.

Watch her shoulder! Watch her shoulder!

I have a pain in the shoulder.

My shoulder hurts.

My shoulders hurt.

I have a pain in my shoulders.

Rub my shoulders.

How happy are those who have no doubts about Me. Please, pick me up.

His shoulder will hurt.

E Cock a doodle doo!

Morning, cat.

Give me a ride on your shoulders, Daddy.

My right shoulder hurts.

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Sit down. Well, how's the shoulder?

Let me ride on your shoulders, okay? what?

Some wood there on the shoulders as well.

You're practice.

Are you defending him?

We put them on our shoulders.

Are you all right? Just my shoulder.

He got shot in the shoulder.

You're a wolf... in sheep's' clothing.

Cat. It's a big cat.

you're looking at Mr. Fred Renard, who carries on his shoulder a chip the size of the national debt. this is a sour man, a friendless man a lonely man, a grasping, compulsive, nervous man. this is a man who has lived undistinguished, meaningless, pointless, failure laden years and who at this moment looks for an escape, any escape. any way, anything, anybody, to get out of the rut.

Having pussy, if you can see here, if you do not see is because they are gay, and if they are not gay because they are good women are lesvianas