No use crying blood over spilled uranium.

Break a leg, but make it look like an accident.

Two’s a company, three’s a crowd, and four is all the fingers you need anyway.

Put your foot in your mouth. It’s the only way to stop everything from tasting like pennies.

Birds of a feather are getting caught in the turbines again. Hand me that mop.

Bite your tongue. Did it turn purple? No? You’re fine.

Two wrongs don’t make a right. The manual says it’ll take at least six.

Over that dead body, down the hall, bathroom is on the right.

Come hell or high water or holy shit how long has that light been blinking? We need to leave immediately.