Indigestion.

Cold stare and cold turkey.

Digest this !

Old Blood and Guts.

 Who rubbernecks a squashed opossum?

Other than crows or vultures.

What's in a name?

She could have said Nancy Davis, but that would have been too political.

Happy National Hispanic Heritage Month?

Pet of the Month.

 He has Adolf for indecent exposure.

Deputy Fife versus Snoopy.

Paging Leo McKern.

 You can hire him for a glass of Chateau Thames Embankment.

Either Rudy or Rumpole, in fact.

If at first you don't succeed.

 It's the Kind Hearts and Coronets syndrome.

Paging Alec Guinness.

The haunting.

 It is all a bad dream, or is it?

Bleepity bleep, bleep, bleep.

The unvarnished truth.

Hope that he is not allergic to latex.

Less of a spot, more of a stripe.

Out dated.

Wait, this is a date?

Most would call him an embarrassment.

Remembrace of things past.

One hundred and one things you cannot say in school.

Nothing to see here.

Crowd-sourcing It.

 The New Adventures of Lawyer Dog.

Bluetooth is the spy in your ointment.

Last place you look.

 Technical upgrade to a classic game.

First chess, then Jeopardy. Now AI wins again.

You can't stand the truth.

 And anything but the truth.

AKA Lying.

Aptonym.

 He's wearing out the name with constant use.

Self-fulfilling prophecy.

Some straight talk.

 No reason to get all bent out of shape.

Straight-shooter.

Blast from the past.

 Infinite recursive loop encountered. Error.

File not found.

The Long and Short of it.

 A man of few word.

You don't say.

Not so fresh prince.

 If that is not being fresh, what is?

It's the line where he picks up his ego off the floor.

The Name Game.

 Show him a mirror: He has a memory for faces.

Second opinions no charge.

One step beyond.

 He must have been taking some of their own medicine.

The hallway is very congested at this time of day.

The circus.

 The relative nature of normality.

That circus we call life on the streets.

Fusion foodies.

 It is an international conspiracy of tastes.

Tomorrow it will be hundred year eggs.

The spirit of the game.

 No greater love has any man for his job than to cheat for hs boss.

Who is keeping score, anyway?

Goofing off.

 What else would a Pharma executive chase?

Goofy is copyrighted by Disney.

No fooling.

 And it is not even April Fool's Day.

No fool like a mated fool.

To whom it may concern.

 Most of his mail is addressed to his alias, Resident.

D. John Mutard was originally on Square One's Mathnet, a series in a series.

Not rated.

Not the best viewing angle, unconscious.

It is a short video.

Taking the fall.

 His very own version of a fall from grace.

No great loss, in either case.

The tale of the tape.

 Numbers cannot lie. They are one hundred ten percent truthful.

Go figure.

For better or worse.

 He did not make the same mistake twice.

He avoids talking about it.