I’m just pulling your leg. HR will escort you right out of the building if you try that at work.
It’s the best of both worlds. I am sick and tired of all these multiverse-themed movies.
Don’t get all bent out of shape. Unless you have a good chiropractor on speed dial.
It’s not rocket science. You can’t even balance your checkbook – so you’re a fool to compare your idiotic concept to Newton’s Second Law of Motion.
Trying to kill two birds with one stone. That’s potentially a violation of the Endangered Species Act.
Your guess is as good as mine. My guess was worthless, so by association you don’t know what you’re talking about, either.
You’re barking up the wrong tree. Of course, if you’re barking up any tree at all, your medications require adjustment.
Don’t give up your day job. This one was coined before the onset of the “gig economy.”
Ignorance is bliss. This certainly wasn’t the case during the Trump presidency.
You can say that again. I’m still not listening.
Curiosity killed the cat. No – some felon with poor aim trying to kill two birds with one stone killed the cat.
You can’t judge a book by its cover. You can if it’s allegedly “written” by James Patterson.
It’s the greatest thing since sliced bread. If you think sliced bread was the ne plus ultra of inventions, let me introduce you to processed cheese in a can.
I’d like to be a fly on the wall. That’s a peculiar kind of death wish.
You need to beef it up. Pointless when admonishing a vegetarian.
Taken at face value. Was that value calculated before or after the Botox injections?
I draw the line here. I should be impressed you can draw a line? Show me a Penrose triangle and then we’ll talk.
People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones. Unless you’re trying to murder two birds or a cat with them.
Let’s address the elephant in the room. I would suggest doing so slowly and respectfully. Meanwhile, would someone please call Security?
At the 11th hour. What’s the rush? There’s still 59 minutes left.
Once bitten, twice shy. After you bit me the first time, I filed a restraining order.
I slept like a rock. Rocks don’t sleep; they are inanimate, immobile objects sometimes thrown at birds, or an impertinent cat. Meanwhile – if you don’t get out of bed in the next 10 minutes, I’m leaving without you.
