Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Silly similes

  • Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master
  • His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a tumble dryer
  • The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't
  • McMurphy fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a paper bag filled with vegetable soup
  • Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze
  • Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the centre
  • Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever
  • He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree
  • The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease
  • Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left York at 6:36 p.m. travelling at 55 mph, the other from Peterborough at 4:19p.m. at a speed of 35 mph
  • The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the full stop after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can
  • John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met
  • The thunder was ominous sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play
  • The red brick wall was the colour of a brick-red crayon
  • Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long it had rusted shut
  • Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do
  • The plan was simple, like my mate Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work
  • The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for while
  • "Oh, Jason, take me!" she panted, her breasts heaving like a student on 31p-a-pint night
  • He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a landmine or something
  • Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell butter from "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter"
  • She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up
  • The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a lamppost
  • The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free cashpoint
  • The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan set on medium
  • It was a working class tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with their power tools
  • He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a dustcart reversing
  • She was as easy as the Daily Star crossword
  • She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature British beef
  • She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs
  • Her voice had that tense, grating quality, like a first-generation thermal paper fax machine that needed a band tightened
  • It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall

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