We’d forget our nose if it wasn’t attached to our face.
That may not be an old wives’ saying, but it certainly seems to fit us quite well these days. There was a time when we’d use the excuse “too much on our mind.” That’s not a justified reason for things we’ve forgotten to do in recent times.
Poison is poisonous.
That means it kills. It’s toxic, fatal, venomous, deadly, lethal, mortal and life-threatening. People evidently don’t understand the plain, and actually simple, fact which can be defined in so many words, yet the result is the same.
“You are fired.”
Well, actually it was worded somewhat more courteously: “We are going to let you go.” Our chin dropped below the heels of our boots, without a word for what must have seemed forever to them. Then, they added: “You have been shirking your job.”
Galls really do hurt.
But they can make one tougher. The dictionary defines a gall as “a sore on the skin, especially of a horse, due to rubbing or chafing.” Many top performance horses carry marks or scars, typically just a hair color change and sometimes with a rougher feel to the skin, that were formed when the horses were galled.