CHAPTER Y
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| Years young |
| Yellow journalism |
| You are what you eat |
| You bet your boots |
| You better believe it |
| You better straighten up and fly right |
| You can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar |
| You can dish it out, but you sure can't take it |
| You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink |
| You can lead a horticulture, but you can't make her think |
| You can never be too rich or too blonde |
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| You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friend's nose |
| You can tell the men from the boys by the price of their toys |
| You can't get blood from a turnip |
| You can't have it all |
| You can't have your cake and eat it too |
| You can't judge a book by its cover |
| You can't learn to swim without getting in the water |
| You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear |
| You can't put anything past her |
| You can't run a jackass in the derby and expect to win |
| You can't squeeze blood out of a turnip |
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| You can't take it with you |
| You can't teach an old dog new tricks |
| You can't tell a book by its outside cover |
| You could hear a mouse piss on cotton |
| You could knock me over with a feather |
| You could put your eye out |
| You don't know what's in the pickle barrel till you take the lid off |
| You done bumped your head |
| You drive me crazy |
| You drive me nuts |
| You drive me up a wall |
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| You get nothing for free |
| You get what you give |
| You got your just desserts |
| You gotta put your foot down |
| You have to break a few eggs to make an omelet |
| You have to separate the chaff from the wheat |
| You have to stand for something or you'll fall for anything |
| You hit the nail on the head |
| You know what they say |
| You lie like a dog |
| You look as if you've seen a ghost |
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| You made your bed, now you gotta lie in it |
| You make a better door than a window |
| You must be out of your mind |
| You must row with the oars that you have |
| You only hurt the one you love |
| You only live once |
| You reap what you sow |
| You say potayto, I say potahto |
| You see? I told you i was sick! |
| You throw filth on the living and flowers on the dead |
| You wash my back, I'll wash yours |
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| You win some you lose some |
| You'd complain if you were hung with a new rope |
| You'll find your way to heaven, I'll meet you when you are there |
| You'll know it when you see it |
| You're all wet |
| You're dead meat |
| You're driving me insane |
| You're off your rocker |
| You're the gleam in your father's eye |
| Young and foolish |
| Young, dumb and full of ,uh, ... Rum |
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| Your ass is grass |
| Your place or mine |
| Yuppie |
