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He ran a cottage industry from his garden shed.

“I have to check the score on this exam again,” Tom remarked.

“Now I can do some painting,” said Tom easily.

Tact: The ability to arrive at conclusions without expressing them.

“I used to command a battalion of German ants,” said Tom exuberantly.

Life is a box of cherries.

We are treading on thin water.

“I wouldn’t like anything but just that,” said Tom wantonly.

Architects: People who now have to measure their patrons for the breakfast nook.

“Hey, you’re on my foot!” said Tom standoffishly.

Geologist: Fault finder.

Like socks on a rooster

It's so far removed, it goes right over our heads.

Bargain Hunter: One who is often led astray by false profits.

“I can’t march any more!” the soldier called haltingly.

I wouldn't trust him with my bargepole.

Better not open that Panacea's box.

Out of the mouths of babes comes cereal.

You could have knocked me over with a fender.

You must have ears like an eagle.

Altar: Place where a man loses control of himself.