Jaime Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 People seem a little down around these parts. I thought it would be nice to lighten the mood a bit. A friend sent me some horrible writing metaphors today. So I thought it would be fun for us to write our own (Its probably been done before) [b] [i]When he smiled at Amanda, her heart swelled like a bag full of borscht left out in the hot sun[/i].[/b] Enjoy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Old_Joe Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 For a second there, I thought it said smilies. While he was working out in the sun, Larry sweated like a an obese, masked Mexican wrestler on a summer day in the middle of an intense match. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cow of Shame Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 (edited) [mod]Mature content[/mod] Edited February 14, 2006 by Lil Red Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jaime Posted February 8, 2006 Author Share Posted February 8, 2006 [b][i]David's heart was racing in his chest. He started to feel the onset of panic. Suddenly he felt like a mime trapped in an imaginary box that was far too small![/i][/b] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
homeschoolmom Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 This reminds me ot that writing contest where you have to write the worst opening sentence of a story... ala "It was a dark and stormy night..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Snarf Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 He certainly wasn't the sharpest cookie in the sky. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
homeschoolmom Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 [quote name='Snarf' date='Feb 7 2006, 08:50 PM']He certainly wasn't the sharpest cookie in the sky. [right][snapback]879614[/snapback][/right] [/quote] This [i]is[/i] horrible... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cow of Shame Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 (edited) [mod]Mature content[/mod] Edited February 14, 2006 by Lil Red Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Old_Joe Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 [quote name='homeschoolmom' date='Feb 7 2006, 07:38 PM']This reminds me ot that writing contest where you have to write the worst opening sentence of a story... ala "It was a dark and stormy night..." [right][snapback]879602[/snapback][/right] [/quote] [url="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/"]The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest[/url] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
homeschoolmom Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 [quote name='Old_Joe' date='Feb 7 2006, 09:19 PM'][url="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/"]The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest[/url] [right][snapback]879675[/snapback][/right] [/quote] that's what I was trying to say. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
photosynthesis Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 one of my friends sent me the 28 reasons why english teachers die young.... i will have to post it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sojourner Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 She was as tired as an owl who'd been up all night hunting small gray mice. As she sat typing, her eyelids started to droop lower than grandma's pendulous breasts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cow of Shame Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 "George stared intently across the table which supported the golden-brown fresh-baked cornbread with butter and sizzling cholesterol-laden bacon which could finish blocking his previously hardened arteries at any time, into Margerie's clear-blue eyes and realized that she knew what he knew, and she knew that he knew what she knew, and he must practice carpe diem before angina seized the day." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
philothea Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cow of Shame Posted February 8, 2006 Share Posted February 8, 2006 Chief Inspector Blancharde knew that this murder would be easy to solve-despite the fact that the clever killer had apparently dismembered his victim, run the corpse through a chipper-shredder with some Columbian beans to throw off the police dogs, and had run the mix through the industrial-sized coffee maker in the diner owned by Joseph Tilby (the apparent murder victim)--if only he could figure out who would want a hot cup of Joe. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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