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You've buttered your bread, now lie in it.

.. drawing the eye… like a magnet

“You don’t see the point, do you?” asked Tom, stabbing in the dark.

“The escaped prisoner is camping out in the woods,” said Tom contentedly.

She is so stupid… she took a blood test and failed.

“Have you seen my collection of ancient Chinese artifacts?” asked Tom charmingly.

Jeans: Lower half of the international uniform of youth.

“I’ve dug myself into a hole,” Tom said gravely.

“Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I sleep in a wigwam; Tuesdays, Thursdays, and weekends I sleep in a teepee”, said Tom very attentively.

Liberal: Someone who feels a great debt to his fellow man, which debt he proposes to pay off with your money.

Don't piss on my leg and tell me it's rainin'!

Step up to the plate and pick up the gauntlet.

If what you don't know can't hurt you, she's practically invulnerable.

“My garden needs another layer of mulch,” Tom repeated.

That e-mail was from Ann On.

An Irishman is not drunk as long as he still has a blade of grass to hang onto.

They live in a beautiful apartment overlooking their rent.

“Our local clergyman has a toothache,” said Tom vicariously.

Coach: A fellow who will gladly lay down your life for the school.

Graduate school: The place where a young scholar goes off their parents’ payroll – and on to their spouse’s.

He is so fat… when he gets in an elevator, it has to go down.