I got a note from my literature professor after the last paper I handed in that told me I oversaturated my paper with cliche`s! I was all like, well, you can lead a cow to the barn door, but you can’t make him sit on a chicken! That’s right… take that and smoke it. After I read that critique I spent the next two hours in my head space trying to think of all the cliche`s I could to use in my next paper. I’m raring to go… as the saying goes one person’s meat is another person’s poison, so absence does really make the heart grow fonder when a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet.
Help a gal out… leave me your favorite cliche`s in the comments! I have until December to use them all up!
Oh boy… they don’t know what they signed up for when they made my brain space! I tell you right now y’all!
Happy birfday, Dude! Next year you’ll be double digits… I wouldn’t recommend it!
BoBo’s like… hey errybody… look at me doing jazzy hands!