Saturday
Billy Sunday
Monday
Monday’s child is fair of face
Tuesday Weld
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M.
Throwback Thursday
TGIF
Come Saturday morning.
Never on Sunday
Monday Morning Quarterback
Twofer Tuesday
Wednesday’s child is full of woe.
“These indeed seem,
For they are actions that a man might play;
But I have that within which passes show,
These but the trappings and the suits of woe.”
“Oh, woe is me, T’ have seen what I have seen, see what I see!”
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?
Hot-head
Jughead
blackhead
blacktip