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Hilarious Metaphors/Whatnot

Every year, English teachers from across the country can submit actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays. Here are last year's winners:

1: Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

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

3: 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.

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

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

6: Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

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

8: 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.

9: The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.

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

11: From the attic came an unearthy 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 PM instead of 7:30.

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

13: The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.

14: Long seperated 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, travelling at 55MPH, the other from Topeka at 4:19 PM, at a speed of 35MPH.

15: They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.

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

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

18: 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.

19: Shots rang out, as shots are wont do.

20: The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

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

22: 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.

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

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

25: He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

I APPROVE.

That rocked.

I love you.

*applauds*

Man, those are from last year. I want this years! >_>

Some french ones (not really metaphors, some humour is lost in translation)

A dog is a man's best friend, because men are like dogs, when they are happy they wag their tail.

The ones (clouds) which come at the highest altitude are the massive cunnilinguses.

Hehe, that was quite amusing. :D

Aekula Some french ones (not really metaphors, some humour is lost in translation)

A dog is a man's best friend, because men are like dogs, when they are happy they wag their tail.

The ones (clouds) which come at the highest altitude are the massive cunnilinguses.

*Scorn*

Some of these are pretty brilliant. There is hope for the future of American literature (or more likely, sitcoms) yet!

I didn't see this one up there, and thought I might share it.

That woman has a million dollar body, but a food stamp face.

Enjoy! :)

keke. Good stuff.

wow....those are great.

where did you find them?

Draon17 wow....those are great.

where did you find them?

My dad used to be an English Teacher and he got it in a newsletter or something.

*falls to his knees* we're not worthy

I read that weeping like a cold beer that drips in the warmth of daylight.

I will give you my sister to post more of these

Harlstar I will give you my sister to post more of these
Taking your sister rekindles fond memories of hugging my father and having the broad side of my face raked by his day-old, unshavened face.