One day I had an idea, and I posted this on FaceBook:
Let’s mix up cliches: A bird in the hand is worth two peas in a pod.
The result was amazing:
Cleanliness is next to the last place you look.
Spare the rod, spoil the milk.
A stitch in time saves the whales.
Absence makes the heart greener on the other side of the hill.
The early bird is twice killed with one stone.
Half of one to know one
Six of one is worth two in the bush.
It’s not over ’til the fat lady breaks the camel’s back.
A friend in need and money are soon parted
now you see it, now you don’t count your chickens before they hatch.
That’s the way the cookie gets the grease.
fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, three times a lady.
There’s a sucker born and then you die.
time flies by the seat of your pants.
A penny saved paints a thousand words
it ain’t over ’til it’s over the river & through the woods.
People in glass houses shouldn’t throw all their eggs into one horse’s mouth. 
A rolling stone turneth away wrath
An apple a day and you’ll get a silly answer
Better to have loved and lost than to curse the darkness
A rose by any other name never boils.
Beware of Greeks thicker than water
An ounce of prevention makes Jack a dull boy.
Don’t cast your pearls before a gift horse in the mouth
The way to a man’s heart is paved with good intentions.
Fools rush in like a woman scorned
Wake up and smell the child.
If at first you don’t succeed try, try and make lemonade
If you can’t beat em, get out of the kitchen
Necessity is the mother of a book by its cover
Youth is wasted on bricks without straw
Don’t cry over more than you can chew
Don’t count your chickens once in a blue moon.
A picture’s worth a piece of cake.
Ashes to ashes keeps the doctor away.
Rightsey tightesy, left behind.
A rolling stone can wake up withe fleas!
Don’t take any wooden Bubbas.
When we assume we point four fingers back at ourselves.
Train a child in the way he should go and I believe children are the future.
It’s like burning bridges rolling off of a duck’s back.
Like taking candy from a dead baby joke.
Out of sight, out of mind, over matter.
Frank, you rock the vote of confidence. Would you say I flew the coup de grace?
People in glass houses shouldn’t beat a dead horse.
Spare the pod, spoil the peas.
Those who hate me love the other side of the fence.
Sticks and stones may break my bones but a cigar, that’s a smoke.
If at first you don’t succeed, join ‘em.
Laughter is all you need.
In essentials, unity; in non-essentials, liberty; and I’ll be in Scotland afore ye.
All ashore who’s going ashore, until someone loses an eye.
A little leaven leavens the whole enchilada.
Too many cooks give love a bad name.
Don’t throw the baby out of mind.
My personal favorite is: Don’t put all your chickens in one basket.
Out with the old, in with the devil’s playground.
Ask not what your country can do for you, and the world will beat a path to your door.
All that glitters is the spice of life.
Out of the frying pan and into the first day of the rest of your life.
The Devil is in Las Vegas.
Lightning never stays in Vegas.
I’m so hungry I could eat a Russian race horse of a different color.
You can lead a fish out of water but you can’t make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear when pigs fly.
examine your zippity-do-da
Variety is the tip of the iceberg to ya.
Keep your chin up, stupid.
better late than never better.
do unto others as you would have them do or do not. There is no trying in baseball.
Fools rush in where angels in the outfield.
buyer beware of the dog day afternoon.
He who lives by the sword laughs best.
all’s well that ends well enough alone with your thoughts
what goes around, comes around the mountain when she come to think of it
take it easy street
Johnny’s got me over a barrel of laughs.
it’s lonely at the top of old smokey
home is where you hang your head & cry.
We were so poor we didn’t have a pot to call the kettle black.
This is more fun than a barrel full of monkey see monkey do.
Not all that glitters is the goose that lays the golden egg.
If I’ve told you once, I’ve told you so.
You can’t teach and old dog and eat it too.
June 2nd, 2010 at 5:33 pm
even a blind squirrel finds a dog’s behind once in awhile
June 2nd, 2010 at 6:24 pm
He who laughs last, dies by the sword
Home is where you’re hung by your own petard
If a frog had wings, it’d be outta the frying pan
A rising tide gathers no moss
The road to hell is paved with one-armed paper hangers
Time flies when you’re skinning cats
June 2nd, 2010 at 7:39 pm
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June 3rd, 2010 at 10:33 am
You can lead a horse to water, but a pencil must be lead.