Liver

Steve Jobs is a famous liver transplant recipient.

I'd like some goose liver pate.

You could fry up some chicken livers for a tasty treat. — Nah, I don't like chicken liver.

"I should think you've rocked the boat enough already by refusing to eat liver."

He gave his horse some liver of antimony.

His friend Rothwell, who had the use of the best Laveracks for breeding purposes, wrote him that one of his puppies was liver and white.

Ephori of Sparta, hearing a dissolute liver propose a very beneficial advise unto the people, commaunded him to hold his peace, and desired an honest man to assume the invention of it unto himselfe and to propound it.

a wicked liver may be reclaimed, and prove an honest man[…].

Try if life be worth the liver's care.

[…] a stately speech; / Such as grave Livers do in Scotland use, / Religious men, who give to God and Man their dues.

A great lover of the faith, a great defender of the faith, a great lover of life, great liver of life, great defender of life. And yet he plotted and planned over fifty murders, and carried each of one them out—if only on paper, and if only for our pleasure.

When as the wandring Scots and Picthts King Marius had subdude, He gave the Liuers dwellings.

Thou king of heaven, which […] Dost see the secret of each livers heart.

They must instantly have been detected by the present Livers that were upon the place.

One, John Powle, a Liver on Sasquehanna River.

There is no liver in the country so practical.

Seeing things on a big screen somehow makes them seem liver.

[…]manslaughter, liver than camcorder

He was fat, he was round and his car was in the pound. But we loved Liver bloke Jan Molby all the same. Now he's decided to tell us all about his crazy old days as the Lardy Lord of the Liverpool midfield and you can get your hands on this very funny tale for free if you win this competition.

‘Your accent has changed!’ ‘No, it hasn’t,’ I lied as I had found a cheap voice teacher for elocution lessons to remove my Liver accent. ‘Yes it has! You no longer sound like a female Sir Paul McCartney.’

To Jaye this seemed a strange coupling, Dirk being a fun-loving, hard-drinking and irresponsible Liver Lad, and Liz a serious, sober and very responsible History student who gave Jaye the impression of being Dirk's Mum rather than his lover.

Recently we had recognized certain voices as we had given our routine passage, but now the voice was Northern Irish, replacing the lady from Liverpool. Our Liver girl had sounded quite sad when she advised us to let Belfast know when we arrived in Peel.