Growing up, I always heard a buck-toothed gal described as “she could eat corn-on-the-cob through a chain-link fence”. Same thing, just a different region I suppose.

My grandfather would many times mention that someone (insert name) “don’t know shit from Shinola”.

If my dad wanted me to cut the grass (or insert chore here), I’d often hear, “Boy! You’ve got more excuses than Carter has liver pills!”