Vision? Nary!

I just realized the term “gyped” is short for “Gypsy". What a gyp.

Wop is still my favorite ethnic slur. Because it sounds like a comic book action sound. WOP! POW!

I like to think they named the whopper for this. Because I don’t trust a man dressed like a king any more than I trust a burger-clown. And, to top it off, a whopper is a lie. That corporate spokesman is selling me a lie. A supersized lie.

The potatoes I’m cooking right now are extremely small. That’s the origin of the term “small potatoes".

I worry that the term “snake oil salesman” unfairly prejudices people against those who legitimately sell snake oil.

“Oh, the humanity!”

That’s what they said when the Hindenburg exploded. But what about the balloon? Was no one concerned about the balloon? Sometimes it feels like I’m the only one who gives a damn about what could have been in the field of zeppelin technology.

[See also: Balloon, forsake not]