Malaphors to End the Year
Terry Odell

As this is my last post before the Kill Zone takes its annual holiday vacation, I want to join in and add my best wishes for a happy holiday season to everyone here. Our holiday began Sunday night, although we lit our first candle with mixed emotions.
This year, we’re blessed to have all the “kids” under one roof to make up for us being separated on birthdays and Thanksgiving. Daughter #1 is coming in from Northern Ireland, #2 is returning to Colorado after getting her doctorate in Raleigh, NC. The Hubster and I flew out for the ceremony. Now, if you say, “Dr. Odell,” three heads will turn toward you in response. (Mine won’t be one of them.)
This year has been a tough one, and I’d like to see it off with a bit of lighthearted humor. How about some malaphors?
A malaphor is an informal term for a mixture of two aphorisms, idioms, or clichés (such as, “We’ll burn that bridge when we come to it”). It is also called an idiom blend.
The term malaphor—a blend of malapropism and metaphor—was coined by Lawrence Harrison in the Washington Post article “Searching for Malaphors” (August 6, 1976).
Here we go:
From Gyles Brandreth, Word Play: A Cornucopia of Puns, Anagrams and Other Curiosities of the English Language. Coronet, 2015
I can read him like the back of my book.
The sacred cows have come home to roost with a vengeance.
We could stand here and talk until the cows turn blue.
We will get there by hook or ladder. . . .
It’s time to step up to the plate and lay your cards on the table.
He’s burning the midnight oil from both ends.
It sticks out like a sore throat.
It’s like looking for a needle in a hayride.
Some more from Richard Lederer, Anguished English: An Anthology of Accidental Assaults Upon the English Language, rev. ed. Wyrick, 2006
It’s time to swallow the bullet.
It’s as easy as falling off a piece of cake.
Let dead dogs sleep.
That guy’s out to butter his own nest.
He’s between a rock and the deep blue sea.
Feel free to add your own.
I leave you hoping 2026 is a better year than 2025.
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These are hilarious, Terry.
FWIW, “Don’t put the cart before the chickens,” “easy come, easy stay,” and “kicking the can once in a blue moon.”
Happy Holidays and may 2026 indeed be a better year than 2025.
Thanks for your additions, Dale. Smiles are good.
Happy Holidays to you and yours.
Happy Hanukkah, Terry. Enjoy your kids and your break.
I’m more of a fan of Yogi Berra-isms which states the obvious with the even more obvious. “It’s like déjà vu all over again.” And the malapropism which use the wrong words. “He is the very pineapple of politeness!”
Love the Yogi Berra-isms, too, Marilyn. Two of my favorites:
“When you come to a fork in the road, take it,” and “You can observe a lot by just watching.”
Happy Holidays!
Too funny, Terry!
Not sure if anyone has shared this one: You hit the nail right on the nose.
🙂
Echoing your wish for a 2026 that’s better than 2025. Happy holidays!
Thanks, Deb. A good one!
Happy Holidays
I hadn’t heard of malaphors before, but I love these. Here’s another one I found:
“We’ll burn that bridge when we come to it.” 🙂
Looking forward to 2026.
I’ve used that one a lot without knowing there was a name for it.
Thanks for stopping by and Happy Holidays
I love these, Terry, and I’m bookmarking this post—while reading it a secondary character jumped into my mind, one who will mangle metaphors.
Glad to help, Patricia!
Happy Holidays.