Wednesday, April 14, 2010

A Funny - Worst Analogies and Metaphors...

Worst Analogies and Metaphors

These are from real high school essays. They come from the
annual "Dark and Stormy Night" competition.

* Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two side gently compressed
by a Thigh Master.

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

* He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went
blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole
in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of
looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

* She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature
Canadian beef.

* She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before
it throws up.

* Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

* He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

* 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 machine.

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

* McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with
vegetable soup.

* From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal
quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on
at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

* Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

* 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 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.

* They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that
resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.

* John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had
also never met.

* He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.

* 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 brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just
might work.

* 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
duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.

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

* 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.

* Her eyes were limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.

* She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.


  1. My favorite is the one about "the shots rang out."


  2. Those are great!! I like the "as shots are wont to do" also.

  3. HA! I love the one about the atm machine, that analogy was startling true lol!

  4. I was in the library reading this post. Not the best situation. I'm pretty sure that a few people left, because I couldn't stop laughing.

    "Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever."

    Thank you so much.


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