Stupid is as stupid does. Give an inch, a lot will take a mile. Can’t tell a rock to move or stop a rolling stone. And some may never see the forest for the trees because they don’t want to help themselves. Some would rather have you spoon feed them so they can spit it back in your face and blah, blah, blah: it’s the same thing all over again. And they’ll never listen to you, never learning anything even when they do it the hard way and yep, yep, yep because gobbledegook is whoop-whoop. But, birds of a feather, and we fly only in fair weather. Call your losses and see a spade as a spade when the chips are down. Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on, but when it’s always a waterfall something’s amiss. Learn a lesson, quit being a mule and never experience it again because doctor’s bills aren’t what they used to be when you shoot yourself in the foot and walk fifteen miles up a hill one-way in the snow. Wash your hands and be done because it takes one to know one because the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and we are nothing but fools because I’m beating a dead horse and you’re drinking water from the well because you led your horse to it and something’s in it. No one can teach a dog stuck in its ways any new trick and it’s a two-way street after all and pour salt on it to help it heal because duct tape will always fix it and it’s like talking to a brick wall because I’m talking to myself. When it rains it shines while in Rome and it wasn’t built in a day because all roads lead to it because it was the best thing since sliced bread but sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. Take the good with the bad and there you have because if you don’t know why the elephant’s in the room it may hit you like a ton of bricks. There is nothing new under the sun because if you’ve heard it once you’ve heard it a million times and if you hear it enough it might be true. Can’t win ‘em all for losing because you had to walk all the way to the bank laughing at yourself while watching a train wreck that gets your goat and the goose that got away when you tried to kill two birds with one stone because life is for them while you were wishing to paint the town red. You can’t read the writing on the wall and be a stick in the mud or have your cake and not be what you eat because the grass is not always greener because when you make your bed you lie in it and wake up off the wrong side to preach to the choir because you screwed the pooch as the cat got your tongue as you lost your head when it wasn’t screwed on while you ran around like a chicken and were thrown under the bus because bless your heart you don’t know any better in fighting a losing battle and selling yourself short by not getting back on the horse because people truly are the strangest things ‘cause they know not what they do. And speak of the Devil in the details: How ‘bout them apples?