| The proposal | 1521 | | | | |
| Sacrifice to the God of Decay | 1173 | | | | |
| Everybody wants his meat. | 238 | | | | |
| I broke in and found them this way and now I don’t know what to do. I need advice. | 222 | | | | |
| Dominos | 122 | | | | |
| Sleeping in. | 117 | | | | |
| The boy threw aside his rake, offered the proudest smile, and said, "Dad, I got an idea: we can bury ourselves in the leaves!" | 103 | | | | |
| Dinner bell | 91 | | | | |
| The eye of the needle. | 82 | | | | |
| Holding Hands During Wood Shop | 79 | | | | |
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