Similes

Louise Brown

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Post your own original similes... sexual, humorous, whatever...

"eating each other like predators devouring a fresh kill"

"hanging around like an unemployed in-law"
 
from the movie Ocean's 11: "I'm gonna drop you like 3rd period French"
 
That blonde was about as good as a split lip (Raymond Chandler)
 
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.


Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.




The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

"Oh, Jason, take me! " she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer 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 land mine 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.

The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Tex. ) in her first several points of parliamentary procedure made to Rep. Henry Hyde (R-Ill. ) in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the impeachment of President William Jefferson Clinton.

The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

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 ATM.


The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan set on medium.


It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.


He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
 
Jesus DLL, similes that smoulder more than a pyromaniac in a filling station!
 
She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli and he was room-temperature Canadian Beef.



She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs :p
 
DLL said:
She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli and he was room-temperature Canadian Beef.



She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs :p

LOL!

The night felt like it would last an eternity; like waiting some goon to find correct change for their shopping.
 
I love naked women...I love touching them, I love smelling them, if I can press my crotch against them...the lottery's been won.
 
DLL, you are now officially my verbal goddess.... :D
*lighting a sacrificial pyre and tossing Scrabble tiles into it*

the hockey player grinned like a jack-o'-lantern...

she beamed like a thousand fireflies in a Mason jar...
 
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Damn stright, her wit's quicker than a lawyer following an ambulance.
 
de-valmont said:
Damn stright, her wit's quicker than a lawyer following an ambulance.

:) no doubt! in comparison, i'm flushed as a homemaker walking into a biker bar... and humbled as an overconfident wife walking into her husband's office while he's screwing his secretary....
 
That man is as cheap as a 3Am advertising spot.... :p
 
Louise Brown said:
DLL, you are now officially my verbal goddess.... :D
*lighting a sacrificial pyre and tossing Scrabble tiles into it*

the hockey player grinned like a jack-o'-lantern...

she beamed like a thousand fireflies in a Mason jar...


this is a great thread LB....xoxo :p
 
I'm just glad such wit's not turned against me, I'd be fretting like the patient of a proctologist with no depth perception.
 
Ok I'm more tired than a pick-up line in a singles bar, I'm going to hit my bed harder than Heston is with a copy of guns and ammo.
 
The revenge was sweet, like pavlova; dry, sweet but somehow less fattening.
 
de-valmont said:
Ok I'm more tired than a pick-up line in a singles bar, I'm going to hit my bed harder than Heston is with a copy of guns and ammo.


LOL love this one :kiss:
 
His fountain pen was so expensive it looked as if someone had grabbed the pope, turned him upside down and started writing with the tip of his big pointy hat :p
 
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph. :D
 
John and Mary had never met. They were like two strangers in the night that have never met. :rolleyes:
 
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