Mr VOW and I were bantering about a certain famous jerk who has exhibited for the hundred-thousandth time he is lacking in his mental operations.
We came up with a few standards:
He doesn’t have all the raisins in his toast.
His porch light is flickering. (Mr VOW corrected this to “His porch light is burned out!”
He’s a few tacos short of a combo plate.
C’mon, let’s poke some fun. If I have to see the Capitol invasion tape again, I might throw up.