A gentleman is any man who wouldn't hit a woman with his hat on.
What's on your mind, if you will allow the overstatement.
He's so small, he's a waste of skin.
I'm a little hoarse tonight. I've been living in Chicago for the past two months, and you know how it is, yelling for help on the way home every night. Things are so tough in Chicago that at Easter time, for bunnies the little kids use porcupines.
If I could get my membership fee back, I'd resign from the human race.
He writes so well he makes me feel like putting my quill back in my goose.