Bad Analogies 1

(taken from high school papers)


Emailed to me by a friend (Thanks, Donna)


  
   She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook
   latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would
   fly up whenever you banged the door open again.
                                              (R.M., Fairfax Station)

   The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly
   the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
                                                  (R.B., Springfield)

   McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a
   Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.
                                                (P.S., Silver Spring)

   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
   pm instead of 7:30.
                                                   (R.A., Washington)

   Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a
   sneeze.
                                                   (C.S., Woodbridge)

   Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black
   dots in the center.
                                                  (R.B., Springfield)

   Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
                                                            (Unknown)

   He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
                                                  (J.B., Chevy Chase)

   The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like
   maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
                                                (G.H., Silver Spring)

   Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her
   life was a movie, this guy would be buried in the
   credits as something like "Second Tall Man."
                                                  (R.B., Springfield)

   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 pm traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at
   4:19 pm at a speed of 35 mph.
                                                    (J.H., Arlington)

   The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period
   after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.
                                                (W.G., Madison, Ala.)

   They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with
   picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
                                                     (P.K., Syracuse)

   John and Mary had never met.  They were like two
   hummingbirds who had also never met.
                                                  (R.B., Springfield)

   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.
                                                   (B.F., Alexandria)

   His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking
   alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling
   Free.
                                                   (C.S., Woodbridge)

   The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola
   crayon.
                                                            (Unknown)


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