Is a bear catholic?
Does the pope shit in the woods?
J.
Is a bear catholic?
Does the pope shit in the woods?
J.
A friend of a friend recently told her to count her lucky chickens. I thought that was a cute one.
I once changed metaphors in midstream and said that someone was so cheap that they’d steal the pennies off a blind man’s eyes.
Don’t count your chicken before they cross the road.
He’s not the smartest bulb in the shed.
Let’s run this one up the flag pole and see who takes a shot at it.
Why do my keys disappear into some black hole of Calcutta …?
I almost missed that one; as I gardener, I have plenty of bulbs in my shed.
I also am a frequent user of “we’ll burn that bridge when we get to it”. I believe I first encountered that turn of phrase in one of the MythAdventures books by Robert Aspirin.
Another favorite is this mixed medley from Zapp Branigan on Futurama: “If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate!”
Damn! I thought I made that one up mysefl. I guess I’m not as original as I thought.
That one is so good I had to read it a few times to figure out what was off about it.
I just remembered another one from my grandfather - it’s more of a mixed up metaphor:
You can lead a horse to drink, but you can’t make him water.
I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck yesterday.