WM11: I say…huzzah…please apply cardiopulmonary resuscitative techniques eternally.
Was that Kickstart My Heart by Lita Ford, or Melissa Etheridge, or some such? Or maybe Unbreak My Heart?
It’s (Whoa, yeah) Kickstart my Heart (and don’t you ever stop) but it’s by Motley Crue…still worth a point, though.
And is AN1: If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning, I’d hammer in the evening, all over this land?
AN4 My enamorata flew the coop. Nonetheless, I remain unperturbed. My La-Z-Boy is atop Mt. Everest.
Is this Chumbawamba’s “Tubthumping”?
“I get knocked down, but I get up again,
Never gonna keep me down…”
K1: “The city of Los Angeles is obscured by vaporous mists, and consequently my companions are uncertain of their current location.”
K2: “It is only the sensation of strong emotion for another person which can evoke precipitation.”
K3: “The person suffering from a mental disorder has taken up residence within my cranium. You elevate the sharp object used for cutting, you alter the state of things, and reorganize my mental processes until they are in proper working order.”
Yep - you’re right; it’s Chumbawumba
K3 is one I was contemplating doing - Pink Floyd’s Brain Damage:
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I’m sane.
Yes, it is. Recorded by Peter, Paul and Mounds; Burl Ives, and countless folkies. Now, I can use my sig.
Word Man - please answer WM10 - I can’t get it - something about making love in the afternoon and a heart beats faster and I start to sweat - it sounds so familiar.
Here is another:
CS2: Bestow upon me paltry specie – I welcome it in any measure. Hereupon auscultate as I concuss and convulse my specifically complexioned half hidebound hoop of timber with tintinabulum.
WM9- She’s a very kinky girl, the kind you don’t bring home to Mother
K1: There’s a fog upon L.A. (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) and my friends have lost their way. . . Blue Jay Way, The Beatles.
Extant is a woman of noble bearing who is of the certain notion that irridescent items of every variety are of aurient nature.
Extant is a woman of noble bearing who is of the certain notion that irridescent items of every variety are of aureate nature.
WM7: I have little save an affection for the concept of emotional and psychological attraction to another, but that, in and of itself, is not the act whereof I speak
I thought at first, this was Falling in love with love is falling for make-believe, but now I think it’s Donna Summer’s Love to love, you, baby. Maybe, I’m still wrong.
Why oh why oh why can we not avoid this weirdness… 
Yeah, G1 was supposed to be “I’m free-fallin’, yes I’m free-fallin’” by Tom Petty. But the Alica Keys song works too, although I haven’t heard it. G2 and G3 are correct too. That was quick, maybe I’m too obvious. 
Answer:
WN9: She’s a very kinky girl, the kind you don’t take home to mother. Rick James, Superfreak.
Questions:
G4 Awaken my inner being. Proclaim my moniker and rescure me from the lack of illumination. Beckon my sanguinous fluids to flow hastily, 'ere I become disengaged.
G5 Wherefore do you erect me, infant ranunculus bulbosus? Merely to dissappoint, and disorder my being!
Loopydude1: “There’s a lady who’s sure all that glitters is gold.”
Stairway - Zeppelin.
And she’s purchasing a flight of steps leading to a beneficent afterlife, I’m sure. Led Zep.
For gonzoron’s G5 Wherefore do you erect me, infant ranunculus bulbosus? Merely to dissappoint, and disorder my being!
Why do you build me up, Buttercup, just to let me down?
G6: In the verderous landscape, the silent verderous landscape, the monarch of said landscape slumbers on this eve.
G7: He is a magically endowed competitor of mechanical entertainment devices, assuredly there is a clandestine explanation for his skills. He is a magically endowed competitor of mechanical entertainment devices, possesing carpal structures of an extremely sinous nature.
There is no person who is aware of the experience of being a nefarious and melancholy individual with a pair of cerulean ocular lenses positioned in front of them.
We do not desire examples of poorly-illuminated wordplay in institutions of education and must insist that the children therein not be disturbed by their educators.
What is the number of causeways down which an adult male must perambulate before the pronoun used to describe him becomes accurate?
S1-And the both of us are emitting luminescence in similar fashion to the material on the usually-serrated portion of a common cutting instrument
S2- And so the exchange of dialogue continued rotationally, until such time as the earth had spun so as to hide the nearest star from view in that location, and a large number of pleasant mental fictions were comprehended upon that date…
And from Mrs. scotandrsn-
MS1-Full of strange, unfounded mystical foreboding, manuscript upon an erect surface
MS2- Awaken me before departing, refrain from allowing me to dangle like a child’s circular plaything
MS3- She calls herself that which runs from mountains to the sea, and she cavorts terpsichoreally to music on the silica-laden seashore.