"It's colder than _________."

A dancer in a local breast bar explained it to me, “A whore will screw anybody; a prostitute will screw anybody for money.” :smiley:

I would have thought that clothes (pants, coat) would block it enough to dissipate. so it wouldn’t be seen. Dogs, not having such accoutrements, can emit little bursts of steam that can be seen

My brother-in-law used a real Prairieism the other day: “He’s so crooked he could sleep in a grain auger.”

Where does this come from? It’s wonderful.

ObOT:
Colder than liquid hydrogen.
Colder than a Peltier on Pluto*.
Colder than a submarine’s skin.

*(I know they aren’t Magical Mystery Heat Pumps, or even all that efficient, but the euphony is nice.)

I wrote it.

Ok, Goddamn it, I didn’t write it, but as it seems to have snowed last night and I have to get up and go to work in it I could have, right now.

Actually, Ezra Pound wrote it.

I’ve always heard “colder than a witch’s… mitt”. And politely assumed that it would obviously have to get very cold before a witch would wear mittens.

A friend and I always say, “Colder than a witch’s tit in a brass bra…”

then add, “…doing pushups in the snow.”

Don’t know why, but the last image always makes me chuckle.

Cold, colder than my first wife’s heart.
Cool as deep space.

um, duh!

Colder’n a huskie’s nuts in a dogsled race.

Colder than the brass balls on a monkey. ®
Colder than a brass monkey. (PG)
Colder than a mu’u’fuka out dey. ®

…older than a brass archaeological find…

Bit of a tangent, but I always liked the phrase “cool as the other side of the pillow.”

Are zombies warm blooded or cold blooded creatures? [/hijack]

It’s colder than a witch’s tit in a brass bra.
It’s colder than a warlock’s cock in brass jock.

Hotter than a whore on nickle night.

And a “slut” will screw anybody but you.

My grandpa always used to say “Colder than a well digger’s … destination.”
:slight_smile:

“Our summers are a balmy minus ninety nine degrees
When we swagger through the woods, our nipples knock down all the trees”

From We Are The Vikings by Kobi LaCroix.

I’ve usually related the Nun’s hoo haa to Dry. As in when you’re hot and really thirsty I’d say I’m as dry as a Nuns Cnut. At least that’s how I learned it when I was a kid.
For Cold, mine have been covered.

Cold as a mother in laws kiss
cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey