Family secrets.

Not so much a secret, more a lost fact.

She had to be someone.

Revelations.

A stitch in time, saves something or other.

Time slip of the tongue.

Losing it.

Grandpa Eb is not what he used to be.

And he's going to be getting even less.

It was surreal.

Well, that is a different line of patter, to be sure.

Maybe he should try Dadaism or Fauvism.

A mammoth order.

The mastodon still has time in the brine before it's fully cured.

Would you care for a dodo entree?

They call him Flipper.

No one you see is smarter than he.

First one to make a deal receives the get-out-of-jail-free card.

Everyone knows it's windy.

One thing inevitably leads to another.

He has no self-control.

Choices.

No longer need to decide between food and medicine.

Eating less starches frees up the dough.

Freudian Slip.

Try to not think about it some more.

An awkward proposal, if ever there was one.

If the glove doesn't fit.

The shoe is on the other foot. Which must be uncomfortable.

If it fits, wear it.

Do the right thing.

The perfect job for someone with no sense of self-worth.

Covering the corporate assess.

I, the Jury.

Miss Crane? Any relation to Ichabod?

Who would know better about detention for the whole class?

Look before you leap.

That doesn't mean don't leap, just look first...

 At your coverage.

Taste test.

Feeling a little testy, she hired a taster.

She makes every meal better for everyone.

Lost and Found.

How about all the time lost watching Lost?

You can never get that back.

The old rat race.

Better a treadmill than a bicycle that goes nowhere.

You could always switch to being a rat in a race.

CATS.

Fat Cat is better than Smelly Cat.

Any resemblance to Morris or Garfield is strictly coincidental.

As Ulixes once said.

Who dealt it? No man, nemo.

Not the same as the captain of the same name.

The line reforms on the right.

He said that the check was in the mail.

It would only cost you a few thousand to collect.

The grift.

He's dangling the bait. Will the mark bite?

Time will tell.

Moore's the Pity.

He could have been named for Dudley, instead.

Then everyone would have called him Doright.

Boeing, Boeing.

They are launching a new anti-motion sickness product called Boeing?

Everything necessary in one convenient package.
Not the Jerry Lewis-Tony Curtis movie.

The Big Payoff.

Reality isn't what it used to be.

And it was never all that great to begin with.

The Duelist.

Back to back they faced each other.

 Drew their swords and shot each other. Not exactly Burr-Hamilton.

The Seven Year Itch.

They call it Broadway, because that's where the Seven Year Itch ran.

Not sure where the subway grating was, though.

Honesty is a policy.

If you have to tell people that you are honest...

You probably aren't.

The road less traveled.

That's a frosty response to cold facts.

One (percent)t in a million.

The Wall.

Care to name some names? Pink Floyd?

She's only the riff, in that case.

It takes one to know one.

The Society of Confidence tricksters salutes you. He'll never wash that hand.

Also, count your fingers.

There in thirty minutes, or it's free.

She was asking, just not for it.

They are most often seen at dusk, to be sure.