Son of a gun!  What?  Who’s the other parent?

Colder  than a witch’s tit!  Really?  I guess I haven’t known any witches very well…..

Dumber than  a doorknob!    Seriously?  How smart is someone who gives IQ tests to doorknobs?

Hotter than hell!  If you know this, how did you get back here?

Out of his mind.  Where, exactly, would that be?  Maybe in my mind?  Perhaps he planted the strategy I’ve “discovered” for tomorrow’s footrace:  take it out slow, then try to hold on!  Help!