“My boss is like an angry bear with a sore head and poison ivy up his ass.”
“A boy who once wiped his ass with poison ivy probably doesn't belong in a smart people's club.”
“He threw his back out, which-- fair enough, I'd imagine my back would be a bit sore if I'd spent the last twenty years of my life with my head up my own ass.”
“Poison ivy and deer crap and rocks. Oh, my!”
“Everywhere the devil spits, poison ivy grows.”
“Let my office know when you change your mind," he said, then headed for the door, jerking to a stop when Ivy didn't get out of his way. "Let us know when cherry lollypops come out your ass," Jenks said,”