In a couple weeks, I’ll be participating in a murder mystery for a friend’s birthday. I received my bio today, and I’ll be playing a retired Victorian colonel who may or may not be addicted to opium.
Anyway, according to my bio:
However, I think it would be better to use idioms that don’t really make any sense. Something that sounds like a real idiom, but when you think about it you go “wait, what?”
“Once rotten, twice ripe, as my dear old mother used to say.”
Or if you want your character to have pretensions to erudition, you could try misquoting Polonius from Hamlet. “Neither a burglar nor a lender be. Give every man thy tongue, but few thy ear. Beware of entrance to a quarry.”
The situation is normal, and it doesn’t get much worse than that.
You know, just once I’d like to meet an alien menace that wasn’t immune to bullets.
Er, well, a fifty foot monster can’t swim up the Thames and attack a large building without some people noticing.But you know what politicians are like
Audrey Hepburn: Well, wasn’t it Shakespeare that said, “When strangers do meet in far off lands, they should e’er long see each other again”?
Cary Grant: Shakespeare never said that!
Audrey Hepburn: How do you know?
Cary Grant: It’s terrible!
I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobectomy.
In one rear and out the other.
Opinions are like assholes: you put two opinions in a room, you get three assholes.
If wishes were liches, beggars would die.
Whining isn’t everything.
Squeeze the day!