It’s the pot calling the kettle black. He’s high on weed when he insults her kitchen.
What we’re able to do never catches up with all that needs to be done.
You hope not to catch wind of that which has just been broken.
For my part, gamblng’s always been more than one “ing.” It’s how I keep getting nothing for something.
Don’t know where you can sell your soul, but I’ll just guess. To get the most for it, try running for Congress.
The best about one groucho that we know – he spreads good cheer wherever he doesn’t go.
Congressional charisma, I think you’ll agree, is somewhere between an apprentice poll analyst and a tree.