El post de Cogito sobre Diament me hizo acordar de esta lista que le suelo dar a mis alumnos:
His elevator doesn't go to the top floor.
All foam, no beer.
His bread ain't done.
His yeast went bad.
He's:
One taco short of a combination plate
One brick shy of a load
One pickle short of a barrel
One sandwich short of a picnic
One step short of a flight of stairs
The light is on, but nobody is home.
He’s got toys in the attic.
There's nothing in the attic but cobwebs.
He's not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
He's not the brightest crayon in the box.
The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.
Body by Fisher, brains by Mattel.
The gates are down, the lights are flashing, but there is no train.
He's dumber than a box of rocks.
He's dumber than a bag of hammers.
If you gave him a penny for his thoughts, you'd get change.
Somewhere a village is missing its idiot
He donated his brain to science. Science sent it back.
He fell out of the Stupid Tree and hit every branch on his way down.
The starting gate is open, but he's still asking directions.
A few cans short of a six-pack.
His pilot light isn't lit.
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