Frost on the pumpkin.

The legend of Sleepy Hollow.

Sleepy and hollow.

Yoo who?

It's like 2003 all over again.

We will never hear the end of it.

Investigative journalist.

Set, Horus and Osiris should also be stopped.

Climate change will stop the butterflies, if only you believe in it.

The China Syndrome.

Don't say anything that you might regret.

Just hold your breath until you turn blue.

Joseph Pujol, the Fartiste.

The late, great Leonard Rossiter.

Read about it and view the film at Leonardrossiter.com.

Seat of the pants.

Memorably portrayed by Leonard Rossiter.

The lights went out all over Europe.

Appendectomy.

Appendix isn't reliable, but check out the footnotes.

I have a gut feeling about it.

Around the bend.

That explains the bloating.

More twists and turns.

Too many steroids can do that, too.

Puts hair on your chest.

A little HGH and you are set.

The fabric breathes.

Suits him right down to the ground.

And into it.

The play is under review.

Not hit by pitcher, but close.

Which team? Battered batter.

Death Star Time.

Don't call him Darthy.

Kids really can be heartless.

The Frogs.

Everyone knows that the French cause warts.

Or possibly toads. Aristophanes is the one to ask.

Going postal.

How do we know that Barney didn't buy them yesterday?

Letters? We got letters.

Spit it out.

Well, what do you expect?

You should know better than to call on Cynthia.

Online footprint.

There is some spoofing going on.

Maybe now would be a good time for the lawyer.

Nothing to hide.

As if Barney would ever try to avoid taxes.

Or bribe a government official.

High-falutin.

High-fliers usually end up all wet.

Kids today...

Layers of meaning.

That makes him as old as Jane Fonda.

Which is really sad.

Whatever it is, I'm against it.

Two things that we can't control, time and the internet.

The present is wrinklier than the past.

What a pill.

And the pill boxes are fully armed and armored.

Someone should explain sarcasm.

You get what you get.

A better label makes all the difference.

They spare no expense.

Use it and lose it.

It's towel-snapping time.

You look flabulous.

On the pass line.

Buy a lottery ticket while you are still hot.

Or quit while you are ahead?

No relation to Mr. Carp.

It's a win-win situation.

Although not necessarily for Clumsy.

Business punk.

If it can spread to baseball,

  it can spread to the board room.

The line forms to the right.

Euphemisms just cut into the deal making time.

Everyone knows why he's there anyway.

No children, no pets.

The happy life of the free rider.

They didn't allow pets in Bellé Acres.

Potluck dinner.

It might or might not be pot in that potluck dinner.

On the other hand, it is free.

A shred of decency.

The difference between a foot in the door...

And a foot in the mouth.

A dried up husk.

Mummified and buried.

Buried alive, probably.

Throw your voice.

I suppose if you had exceptional sphincter control...

Put it where the sun don't shine.