I feel like an hors deurve waiting to happen.
If I don't have s*** in my pocket now, you'll have s*** in your pants later.
It's a recipe for disaster.
So do you want a turd sandwich or a turd sandwich with mustard. I'd go with the mustard, but still, it's a turd sandwich.
I feel like a tick on a dog.
It's like walking on a 1970 blaze orange shag carpet in a kitchen.