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Worst Similes Ever Written in a High School Essay

  • The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
  • He felt like he was being hunted down like a dog, in a place that hunts dogs, I suppose.
  • The lamp just sat there, like an inanimate object.
  • He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
  • She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.
  • She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
  • Her pants fit her like a glove, well, maybe more like a mitten, actually.
  • The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
  • He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real lame duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mind 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.
  • It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever seen before.