Drinks like this tend to get called Traffic Lights or Rainbow's Revenge or, in places where truth is more highly valued, Hello and Good-Bye, Mr. Brain Cell.

Winners never talk about glorious victories. Thats because they're the ones who see what the battle field looks like afterwards. Its only the losers who have glorious victories.

Vimes stalked gloomily through the crowded streets, feeling like the only pickled onion in a fruit salad.

The reason that clichés become clichés is that they are the hammers and screwdrivers in the toolbox of communication.

All the higher life forms scythed away, just like that. [ . . . ] Nothing but dust and fundamentalists.

Where's the pleasure in bein' the winner if the loser ain't alive to know they've lost?

Man just went past with a cat on his head.