It sounds like he's toast.

I do remember some pleasant times I had with my little friend. That sounds like an Irishman's toast, doesn't it.

To the confusion of our enemies.

Toast was a pointless invention from the Dark Ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means.

Toast is me.

I am toast.

If it continues, he's toast.

I'd like to make a toast to St. Andrews.