The Proof is in the Pudding

Welcome to Cliche Thursday, where each week we deconstruct 5 expressions that we’ve all become a little too familiar with and ask you for some of your own least favorites.

Here we go…

“You hit the nail on the head”in other words, “congratulations. you did something that even my 7-year old can do 9 times out of 10 with his eyes closed. You are not special.”

“A penny for your thoughts”because I cherish your opinions and equate them with the honor and valor bestowed upon Abraham Lincoln, whose face adorns this zinc and copper circle.

Speak to me with the same wisdom and power that our 16th president manifested and I shall listen intently, satisfied with the fact that I am learning from you and that I am no longer carrying around such a worthless coin.

“That’s the way the cookie crumbles” – yeah, actually that’s the way everything crumbles.

Big pieces become smaller pieces which become little bits of cookie dust that you hate to see go to waste so you lick your thumb and press it into the cookie dust and stick your thumb into your mouth, only your wife is not amused because she saw you do it, and so did the company we had over for dinner. oh well. that’s the way the cookie crumbles.

“It’s nothing to write home about” – Since the invention of the telephone this expression now applies to everything in the entire world. #EXTINCT

“The proof is in the pudding” – and suddenly this has turned into the greatest day ever in the life on this CSI agent.

Last week the proof was in puddle of blood. The week before that it was at the bottom of shallow grave. And don’t get me started on the septic tank debacle of ’96. But mmm…pudding.

What About You: Any expressions really toasting your buns?

Add them to the list so we can skewer them in the coming weeks.