Erratum: Make that “. . . that particular Argentine testicle.”
Sorry. :o
Pinball Wizard-- The Who
Her betrothed has been elsewhere for nearly three hundred sixty five days. He was supposed to arrive the day before today, but he has yet to materialize.(2X)
“Rehab” by Amy Winehouse
Yes. (Having thought that up, I am not sure if I will ever be able to enjoy the song again. :()
I Am the Walrus - Beatles
I Googled the lyrics to check, and Google knew what I wanted just from “I am t” :eek:
Well, that could be an album by Nirvana, but I don’t think you are doing it quite right. 
Two on a theme:
I exclaim at how nectarous this aqueous solution of the essential oils, acids, caramelized starches, and psychoactive ingredients of the seed of the bunn is! It has a gustatory pleasure index three orders of magnitude greater than the customary non-sexual physical representations of eros, storge, and agápe! It has subjectively fewer of the noxious stimuli associated with consumption of the aqueous sequelae of the crushing of the fruits of the Vitis vinifera, if said sequelae play host to Saccharomyces cerevisiae under the proper conditions! Thus, were some moral agent to deem it advisable to modify my behavior using the more optimal aspects of operant conditioning, it would follow that they would dispense aforementioned liquid.
I feel philia towards a common extract of bunn. I feel it towards a common extract of Camellia sinensis leaves (unless a common racial stereotype is accurate, in which case replace Camellia sinensis with qunubu). I feel it towards an activity associated with aforementioned bunn extract in an unspecified manner that is either a rhythmic displacement of an African plains ape’s corporeal form or amusing verbal patter designed to baffle comprehension, and this emotion is reciprocated in kind!
I, for one, am wondering how you went from “silver ball” to “that particular Argentine testicle.” :dubious:
On second thought…I’m not sure if I want to know.
Silver is argent, so argentine would be ‘silvery’, or ‘similar to silver’ given that -ine is the adjectival suffix. The country Argentina got its name in a similar fashion.
Java Jive - The Inkspots.
A hill in New Zealand. According to the Perfect Master, I, who am speaking in something resembling Pidgin English (I would sound idiotic if I spoke Spanish), address a corrupt boy's camp that was formerly in Michigan. I will take a powder in order to bag the evil one.Why do you claim that I lack faith in the deity of the Judeo-Christian tradition? I offer supplications to such deity on a daily basis. Why do you claim that I don’t acknowledge socioeconomic mores? I appear before the magistrate when I’m required to do so. Why do you claim that I fail to arrive at my job when required? I lack any superior alternative. Why do you claim that I fail to maintain my financial obligations to my creditors? It’s for this very reason that I lack money.
Should someone come up with an alternative to this current quagmire, I’d like to be the first to make an attempt at it. I hope, for my sake, that this attempt is successful.
A bit of an obscure one (maybe):
Everyone in the audience, approach me and harken to my words. I make the claim that each person requires some means of achieving pleasure. For example, each felis domesticus requires thread made into a globe, and every canis lupus familiaris requires a large twig. But in order to attain extreme pleasure, you require no more than a small amount of cannabis sativa.
There exists a gentleman whose conduct is fraught with peril. Although he comes in contact with many people, he has no intimate companions. The totality of his maneuvers lead to uncertainty and hazards. The likelihood that he will not be alive on the day after today is good.
Secret Agent Man, not to be confused with Secret Asian Man. 
Song from Family Guy (had to Google it, but it sounded familiar)
Mine:
Celestial body of infinite mass, please reduce the distance between us and cleanse this area from precipitation
Black Hole Sun - Soundgarden
Hm… guess that one was too easy. How about about this one:
Take these saline orbs of bittersweet dark confectionary of mine into your orifice used for communication to suckle them.
I shortly arrived in the city approximately 60 minutes beforehand, and proceeded to examine from which direction the breeze was gusting. I then speculated about the location of young females dwelling in detached, single story residential housing units.
Ah yes, that would be the old well-known ditty “Suck My Salty Chocolate Nuts!” 
Suck on My Chocolate Salty Balls, from Chef from South Park.
This game’s extremely hard, if you don’t know the lyrics to many songs. For instance, my offline friend was unable to guess #141d, even after I fed him the line: “We all came down to Montreaux on the Lake Geneva shoreline” – turns out he didn’t know those supposedly iconic lyrics. Similarly, I don’t think I could’ve guessed most of the Beatles songs even if I’d been prompted.
That said, this one should be fairly easy:
A) Allow me to introduce you to these small, commonplace sedimentary crystals which create sparks when struck
Their immediate relations are equally paleolithic and contemporary
They reside in a village whose name conjures an image hard as stone, but also soft and pillowy
They resemble a sheet of papyrus torn from a textbook describing events both paleolithic and contemporary
This one’s considerably more obscure (but I did embed a “secret clue” elsewhere in this post):
B) The Earth rapidly revolves in a vast ellipse, my cranium forms the focus
The Earth continues to rapidly revolve in a vast ellipse, even when my cranium does not form the focus
Each diurnal passage of the sun transforms events which have not yet happened into events which have previously happened
Each inhalation of oxygen decreases the distance between myself and my eventual termination
Drag my body below the surface, drag my body below the surface, drag my body below the surface, I am exclusively stoic and brave
My mind senses naught but justice and harmful intent, my sole option is to make amends
And, of course, The One That Stumped Then All (despite the clues given on page 5):
C) Were I to loiter in sync with Earth’s passage, as you presume, your reasoning is inherently flawed due to the fact that it’s a dog eat dog world. Beyond the horizon lies great treasure which yearns to be possessed by someone, anyone; and if you continue to presume that I will loiter in sync with Earth’s passage, your reasoning is not only inherently flawed but also utterly insane. Karma will prevail.
259 a, Meet the Flintstones