On Sunday a friend and I were tossing the ole pigskin back and forth (actually, a sponge pigskin, but that doesn’t matter right now) and he started rattling off cliches but only substituting the word “cliche” for one of the words in the cliche itself. I joined in with the cliches and soon discovered that it gives that cliche a whole new meaning with the word cliche introduced into it. Can I say cliche one more time? Would it be cliche if I didn’t?
The team that scores the most cliches is the team that’s going to beat the other team.
He’s a cliche in the clubhouse.
There’s a quarterback cliche on this team.
Cliches win games, cliches win championships.
Of course if you want to try it, remember that we’re going to take it one cliche at a time.
Yoiu couldn’t cliche me with a steam powered clicheing machine and a copy of Clicheing for Dummies. In fact, I daresay you don’t know the difference between a cliche and a hole in the ground.