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Fred and Jane? They just arrived.

Dogs may bark if they want to be fed.

Plants wilt if they are not watered.

I have a car and a truck, but they are both broken.

But this I say, brethren, the time is short: it remaineth, that both they that have wives be as though they had none; And they that weep, as though they wept not; And they that rejoice, as though they rejoiced not; And they that buy, as though they possessed not; And they that use this world, as not abusing it: for the fashion of this world passeth away

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There is no reason to be scared of iguanas. They do not attack humans.

Somebody requested a seat at Friday's performance but didn't say if they preferred the balcony or the floor.

Who says they care? —He himself does.

If someone enters the restricted area, they are required to present identification.

I asked my friend if they wanted to come, but they said no.

One of the boys tripped over, and they hit their head on the door.

Then shalt thou bring forth that man, or that woman (which haue committed that wicked thing) vnto thy gates, euen that man, or that woman, and shalt stone them with stones till they die.

Someone knocked into Harry as they hurried past him. It was Hermione.

One thing a nominee earns is the right to pick the vice president that they think will best reflect their vision of the country, and I am just glad I will have nothing to do with it.

The boycott, led by Elisha Lim, of a Toronto gay and lesbian newspaper after it refused to use their preferred pronoun ["they"], citing grammar considerations, inspired me.

I'm angry that we're here again, that we have had to tell another mother that their child is dead.

Ever since El Martinez started asking to be called by the gender-neutral pronouns “they/them” in the ninth grade, they have fielded skepticism in a variety of forms and from a multitude of sources about what it means to identify as nonbinary.

They say it’s a good place to live.

They didn’t have computers in the old days.

They don't make 'em like they used to.

Always get a second source, they tell us in investigative lexicography;[…]

I am beautiful, no matter what they say

Hurtling through the air that evening in seat 10C, I read the US House committee’s Max investigation, a disruptor of illusions. Like many fliers, I’d long ago made my bargain with risk. I’d taken comfort in statistics, summoned faith in the engineers and assembly workers, the pilots, the system. I’d shunted away the knowledge—paralyzing, if you let it in—that stepping on an airplane is an extraordinary act of trust. Deep in the report, I reached the part about a senior manager at Boeing’s factory in Renton, a guy named Ed Pierson, who seemingly knew what we all know when we soothe ourselves by thinking, They wouldn’t let it fly if it weren’t safe. We’re all relying on someone to be the “they.”

They'll tax us for the air we breathe next.

They should increase our wages.

Ha, you believe the moon is real? That's just what they want you to think.

They rooks as you see … only coom a few year agoo.

Darn'd if they Cockney Chaps can zee there worn't nort but lie in him.

page 21: "But you spile [spoil] they gals - they won't be for no good, they won't." page 30: "'Twas all about they rewks [rooks]," he sobbed. page 54: "mucking the place up with they weeds"

"Bodies and souls," she cried, "if I didn't reckon to have hidden they boots safe from un in the stick-rick." "Off wi' they tight-wasted shoes o' yours, Martha."

Forty quid a fuckin ticket. No shy they British Rail cunts, ah kin fuckin tell ye.

MARY ELLEN is a different case from the others. She has five children and, she claims: "I don't know who they father is. I ain't never kept track. They is always another one. You know, I can catch me a guy[.]"

It's a shame to see someone talk so bad about the gays and lesbians in prison. She is brainwash to the fact that she think every gay and lesbian in prison is guilty of they crimes.

But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously / So I'm signin' CDs while police fingerprint me

I got bitches askin' me about the code for the Wi-Fi / So they can talk about they timeline / And show me pictures of they friends

He guessed one of the well-off people living in these houses must have took a shine to Cody and decided how he'd look good stuck up on they roof.

I have a pin that says she/her, but I still get theyed all the time.

They’s music in the twitter of the bluebird and the jay.

MARY ELLEN is a different case from the others. She has five children and, she claims: "I don't know who they father is. I ain't never kept track. They is always another one. You know, I can catch me a guy[.]"

They ain’t nothin’ wrong with that.

But they ain’t nothin’ in there you didn’t already have.

Well, they’s a lot of ‘em didn’t survive, if you believe me.

Then raising Their hands, each god according to his sign, They made the worlds and the suns, and put a light in the houses of the sky.

The question arises in a practical way in two possible situations: either ‘here is Mr. A: he wants to do some research and has a grant of so much for X years’: or ‘here is a problem: They (capital T, please) want us to do research about it and are prepared to pay £X over a period of X years’. Of course these problems are not for the entrepreneur separate: if he can promote an association between Mr. A and Them he has to that extent stabilised and regularised his business.

God is used as the mouthpiece of the parent. You come to feel that you can never be good enough or perfect enough in their eyes or in God’s. Even when you start to think for yourself, you have the dim fear that They (capital T) are right.

They (capital T) are saying that while Saddam was not at all a good idea it was very bad that we were in the Gulf at all – latest was a bearded Canuck who did me for their TV this morning.

Succinctly stated, your story is that nameless men from a faceless organization want to kill you for reasons which you cannot fathom. You’ve done nothing. You are an innocent and blameless man. But They—capital ‘T’ They—want you dead.