Sugar O'Harry's B'gosh & B'gore Cliche Du Jour Challenge

Never Bolt the Door with a Boiled Carrot 

by Harry B. Sanderford and Sugar

 

Do I look like I just fell off the turnip truck?

You look like you fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down.

Is that a banana in your pocket?

If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, looks like a duck, it must be a duck. 

Don't count your chickens before they hatch.

It’s like talking to a brick wall.

 

 

Top o' the mornin' to all you Sixers!

Harry and I challenge you to come up with your own Completely Cliche Six.

It's as easy as falling off a log! 

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Sweetness and light. (Sugar and Harry) Ya'll are getting tighter than bark on a tree. Great minds do think alike and yours is proof in the pudding. All trails lead home, so see ya later, aligator.
The Deep Six
I know Rome wasn’t built in a day, but I sat here spinning my wheels, reminding myself there’s no time like the present when you have time on your hands, that it’s better late than never. So, before I am over the hill, as old as dirt, and looking a bit long in the tooth, I figured I’d get to the business at hand.
When push came to shove, I made a last ditch effort to cash in my chips and buy the farm.
They say all’s well that end’s well, but it’s not over ‘til it’s over.
Could you stick a fork in this and tell me if it’s done? If you give me the thumbs up, like a frog in a frying pan, I’ll go out in a blaze of glory.
Nice work Michael, Jeanette and Paul! Sugar had this idea, so we figured we'd run it up the flagpole and see who'd salute. You were on it faster than a speeding bullet and really kept your noses to the grindstone. I appreciate your not giving us the cold shoulder and I'm sure you'll have Sugar grinnin' like a shot fox!
Ha ha ha...Paul, you crack me up. I think you're more useful than a hip pocket in a singlet even though I don't know what it is!!!

Jeanette, you're sweet as apple pie and right as rain about most everything.

Michael, keep your head above water and come hell or high water your blaze of glory will make 'em all see that they can't hold a candle to ya! Well and good!
Well, kiss a toad and give me a prince, this sixers as good as puddin'.
Gita & D.D. you really went the whole nine yards really giving 110% and that makes me happy as a clam!

What acts to follow when life is but a stage but THE SHOW MUST GO ON and this lass with class is gonna keep on keepin' on though sweet as Sugar, Harry, Paul, Jeanette, Michael DB, the insecticide'aid-DDP and the wallowing (with me too lady) hometown-hears-voices Gita sure did bring down the house of cards of 6 ~in spades, with hearts trumpin' I tell you, diamonds in the rough of this spiffy of spiffy writing clubs. This is surely a full boat, as I put my cards on the table, seein' with a keen poker-face that, WHAT'S THE DEAL, Jokers are wild - wonders never cease ~ for I spy Jodi flingin' a frog on the fly ~ My OH MY ~ I wonder why ~ could it be when the house is rockin' there's no bother knockin' but come right in and see what condition everyone's condition is in? (Whoops sorry there ~ left the radio on and you know how music is rhythm and soul when lady slings the blues to keep in tune, hummin' along, singin' my song, side by side, with all the other slingers in the band.) Well happy trails to you two attuned dynamic duo and gosh-gee -- if I knew you were comin' I woulda baked a cake, but someone left the cake out in the rain and I don't think that I can take it 'cause it took so long to bake it and I'll never have that recipe again . . . )

See, even though I won't grow'up, I won't grow'up, I hang with you guys again in the crib and I just get carried away which is tough as nails and hard to swallow as I was leavin' on a jet plane but left my heart in San Francisco ,which really put my feelings up in the air, because Chicago is really my kinda town, you know, the razzamatazz ~ but, youse guys and dolls didn't want me to 'sing' my cliches out, did you, Shoogs - Har? As CHALLENGES go, we're all in the know that this one sure put on the Ritz, kinda like a red dog offensive blitz, which makes me wonder if my backside was in motion, causin' some commotion as no one shimmies like your sister Kate!

With that, "Amen, Amen" I say, "Have a real nice day ~ y'all come back now, hear ... and did I mention, I'm so wild about Harry?"

~ Absolutely*laugin' it up*Kate
JoJo, you're finer than frogs hair, split three ways!!

Gita, honest to goodness you are the cat's meow!! A good man is hard to find so let's keep DD! He's as lucky as a man in a women's prison with a fist full of pardons, and just so you know... it's sometimes better to be lucky than good.

KatiestMoxiestMae, what can I say? You're hotter than a firecracker on the 4th of July and sweeter than an apple pie.

A W . . . S H U C K S . . . M S . . . S U G A R
( that was the curtseyosity of the Kat'e )
Leaving no stone unturned . . . I must tell Ms Gita that her comment made me kick up a storm (as well as my splendid teal heels), and urge me to run out and tell the Marines . . . which is one of the weirdest cliches I ever did smirk at.

Gita'gal ... you're the Kat's meeeow and purrfectly (as evah) in the know.. Why ah saaaaay, ah saaaaaay, clear as a southern belle you do tell.
~ Ab*Kate

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