He ain’t worth the powder and fuse it would take to blow him up 
He ain't got a leg to stand on 
he ain't playing with a full deck of cards 
He always been a little touched in the head 
He always taking one step over the edge 
He and God went to school together 
he breasted his cards 
he can be saddled (as in controlled) 
He can talk the leg off a chair 
he can't see the forest for the trees 
He carries a flat rock in his pocket to fart on and save the grease 
He cast a large shadow 
He could cut himself with a picture of a razor 
He could fall down walking'from the house to the barn 
He could sell a condom to a eunuch 
He could sell fleas to a stingy dog 
He could sell rice to the Chinese 
He could sell snow to an Eskimo 
He could shoot the eyebrows off a gnat 
He could talk the balls off a pool table 
he couldn't hit the broad side of a barn 
He couldn't hit the broad side of a barn while standing inside with the windows shut 
He couldn't hit the ground if he fell twice 
He couldn't see the point of a nail 
he cracks me up 
He didn't know who's weeds he was pissing in 
He died once but Hell wouldn't have him 
he doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground 
he doesn't know jack about that 
he doesn't suffer fools gladly 
he don't know crap from crisco 
he gave a hundred and ten percent 
he gave me that cold fish eye look 
He got his neck rung twice and he's still a-floppin 
He got picked before he was ripe 
he got plastered 
He got pulled before he was ripe 
he got screwed (cheated) 
he got the short end of the stick 
He had a smile that could sell used snuff 
He has a ace in the hole 
he has a bee in his bonnet 
He has a deep well 
he has a heart of gold 
He has a hollow leg 
He has a stomach made out of cast iron 
he has a way with words 
he has been shooting for keeps and lost 
He has deep pockets 
he has egg on his face 
He has got brass balls 
He has his own ax to grind 
He has his tail over his back 
He has lost his marbles 
He has run the gauntlet 
he has sand in his craw 
he has the hops ( jumping ability ) 
He hasn't got enough sense to tote guts to a bear 
He is a dark horse 
He is a rake 
He is a ring leader 
He is a ring tailed tooter 
He is a straight shooter 
He is a wise old owl 
He is afraid of his own shadow 
He is dealing from the bottom of the deck 
He is going to the dogs 
He is Hell on wheels 
He is hen pecked 
He is over his head 
He is running seven ways from Sunday 
He is so bright his father calls him son. 
He is so crooked he eats nails and shits screws 
He is so crooked when he dies they will have to screw him in the ground 
He is so lazy; he wouldn't pick his nose if it didn’t taste so good 
He is so tight only dogs can hear him fart 
He is so tight you could shove a lump of coal up is ass and get a diamond 
he jacked it out of the ballpark (homerun) 
He jumped on that like a duck on a June bug 
He kicked the bucket 
he knows which side his bread is buttered on 
he learned his lesson 
he left no stone unturned 
he let the cat out of the bag 
he lost his shirt 
he made a mad dash for it 
He needs a tight rein 
He never was the sharpest tool in the shed 
he put me in stitches (made me laugh) 
he put one over on me 
He ran over me like a speed bump 
He rules with an iron hand 
he single handedly destroyed an empire 
he speaks with a forked tongue 
he spilled the beans 
He stuck to me like a fart in a phone booth 
He stumped his toe 
He swapped legs with a jaybird and got cheated out o' a butt 
He takes one steps forward and two steps back 
He thinks he's shit on a stick but he's only a fart on a twig 
He thinks it is gospel if he says it 
he was a loose cannon 
He was Aladdin in an orchard dripping with diamonds 
He was dead upfront with me. 
he was in his golden years 
he was in hog heaven 
he was just a port in the storm 
He was on that like a pack of dogs on a three-legged cat 
He was plumb knee walking 
he was talking into his hat (lying) 
he was the life of the party 
he went a ways down the road 
he went the whole yards 
he went to the school of hard knocks (university of life) 
He who dances must pay the fiddler 
he who hesitates is lost 
he who laughs last, laughs loudest (or, he who laughs last, last laughs) 
He who pays the piper calls the tune 
He will argue with a fence post 
he won, hands down 
He would complain if he was hung with a new rope 
He would skin a flea for the hide and tallow 
He would steal the shitball from a blind tumblebug, give him a marble and put him on the wrong road home 
He would take the quarters off a corpse's eyes 
He would want a new rope to be hung 
He wouldn't say "shit" if he had a mouthful of it. 
He wouldn't say shit if he had a mouthful 
He wouldn't say suiee if the pigs were eating him 
He wouldn't work in a pie factory 
He/she bought the farm 
He/She can eat cookies/crackers in my bed. 
He/she can screw up a two car funeral. 
He/she could go bear hunting with a switch 
He/she couldn't find his ass with both hands 
He/she has a charmed life 
He/she has bats in the belfry 
He/she has one oar out of the water. 
He/she has the world by the tail 
He/she is a day late and a dollar short 
He/she is a pack rat 
He/she is feeling their oats 
He/she is going to have to bear the brunt 
He/She must have learned to whisper in a sawmill! 
he/she was like a brother/son/father/sister/mother/daughter to me 
he/she wasn't worth it anyway 
He/she who hesitates is lost 
He/she would take the quarters off a corpse's eyes 
He'd want a new rope to be hung by 
He's a fart smeller, i mean a smart feller 
He's a few bricks shy of a load 
He's a one trick pony. 
He's an odd duck 
He's been rode hard and put away wet. 
He's got a face that could split kindling’ 
He's got ants in his pants 
He's got ants in his pockets 
He's got both feet in the trough 
He's got brass balls 
He's half a bubble off plumb 
He's one of the vilest maggots ever to bore holes in carrion 
He's really bull headed 
He's running seven ways from Sunday 
He's slow, but he's old 
He's so black he'd put fingerprints on charcoal 
He's so horny the the crack of dawn isn't safe 
He's so poor he'd have to borrow money to buy water to cry with 
He's so short he has to stand on a box to kick a duck in the ass 
He's so skinny he's got to run around in the shower to get wet 
He's so skinny, if he turned sideways the stuck out his tongue, he'd look like a zipper 
He's so stingy, he could squeeze the copper out of a penny 
He's so tight he squeaks when he walks 
He's so tight he would deal flies to a flying spider 
She ain't too purdy, but she can cook like hell 
She could fuck up a one-car funeral 
She could suck a bowling ball through a cocktail straw 
She could suck a golf-ball through fifty foot of garden-hose 
She could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. 
she could test the patience of Job 
She didn’t have enough clothes on to wad a shotgun 
she gave me a withering glance 
She gives me a hard on that a cat could not scratch 
she goes through money like a fart through a pair of jeans. 
she got called up on the carpet 
she had kisses sweeter than wine 
she has a green thumb 
she has bats in her belfry 
she has everything but the kitchen sink 
She has not cast a shadow in these parts in a honyonk's age 
she has pull (clout) 
She has round heels 
She has two speeds. Slow and stop. 
She is 2 ax handles wide 
She is a clinging vine 
She is a diddy-wah-dossey 
she is a loose cannon 
She is a ring tail tooter 
She is gonna have a hissie fit 
She is just a weeping willow 
She is so loose even Gus Doorman could score with her 
She is so loose it is like throwing a hotdog down a hallway 
She is so loose she makes Houston look like a virgin 
She one of those psycho women that are like havin' herpes. You never get rid of 'em and they are a real pain 
She paints with a wide brush 
She sure drove her ducks to a bad market 
She thinks her shit don't stink 
she threw a wet blanket on my idea 
She was all over that like a bad rash on a big ass 
She was battin' her eyes like a toad in a hailstorm 
She was just a moonshiner's daughter but the boys loved her still. 
she wears her heart on her sleeve 
she wears the pants 
She will talk to a wooden Indian 
she would make a bull dog chew his chain 
She would run into the ladder after you put it up in the shed 
she would screw a snake if she could get someone to hold its head 
She wouldn’t know me from Adam's off ox 
she wouldn't know me from Adam 
She/he would a rock pile if she thought there was a snake in it. 
She'll do she just won't do right 
She'll drop her drawers for a mop-handle if you leave it at a forty-five degree angle 
she's a porker 
she's ALL THAT 
she's all twitter-pated 
she's an open book 
she's burning her candle at both ends 
she's fighting a losing battle 
she's getting the red carpet treatment 
she's got eye's in the back of her head 
she's got money to burn 
she's hot to trot 
she's in hot water 
she's lost her marbles 
She's my sunshine 
she's not the only fish in the sea 
she's out sowing her wild oats 
she's out to lunch 
she's quite a ONE ! 
She's so hot I could jump on her like a rat on a chetto. 
She's so stuck up, she'd drown in a rainstorm 
she's taking the bait 
she's tugging on your chain