Bad analogies

[TriplexDread]

The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

(Gary F. Hevel, Silver Spring)


HUH?!?!?!? EEEEEWWWW!!!

LOL

 

[Rush]

lol

She felt used and unwanted, like the two biscuit halves of a kit-kat after someone has already nibbled the chocolate around them.

 

[Rush]

Got me going now Triple

Jane was toast, and not the light buttery kind, nay, she was the kind that's been charred and blackened in the bottom of the toaster and has to be thrown a away because no matter how much of the burnt part you scrape off with a knife, there's always more blackened toast beneath, the kind that not even starving birds in winter will eat, that kind of toast.

 

[Rush]

Sorry m8...last one ( maybe)

rotflmao

His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Film.

The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

The moon looked like a discarded toenail clipping submersed in a puddle of saliva on a black formica worktop.

 

[TriplexDread]

OMG it's true you really are a sick

LOL

 

[Rush]

Not sick...i have a vivid and clever sense of humour