I hate when my clothes runneth over

“He was a tubby little chap who looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotten to say ‘when!'”

P.G. Wodehouse

That’s like the piss calling the fart stinky

“… A Justin Beiber fan insulting Rebecca Black is like someone gargling a mouthful of skunk piss having a go at the dog for letting one off.”

Charlie Brooker, defending Rebecca Black

How would you even wear that?

“Far better to reduce everything to a single dumbed-down inescapable standard, relentlessly mediocre and devoid of any color or possibility, like a tapioca straitjacket.”

Jon Evans, TechCrunch, on why Facebook’s comments section should have better sorting options

I’d hate to see how they approached jigsaw puzzles

“They divorced after a lot of trying to squeeze a square peg into a round hole (and not hers).”

Thin metal sheets scare the crap out of me!

“The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.”

Frost THIS

“I brought him a cupcake I’d made and frosted with his name.”

“AWWW, this is too sweet! I bet he loved your cupcakes.”

“He likes to help with the frosting.”