I have millions, Ijust don't remember any, check the iPear wall of quotations, maybe you'll find something useful, and if you don't, then you suck and I hate you....or I'm sorry that I fail.

This is a simile, but... Her eyes were like little dots with larger circles around them....



orrrrr



It floated across the water, just like a bowling ball wouldn't.

“I'm dead tired”



“She's the apple of my eye”



“He wore me down”



“I'm heartbroken”



“Strong as an ox”





thank you google



be careful not to use cliche's

those are all great... I want more choices! thanks!

I wonder where "she's the apple of my eye" came from because I would have to know that... but it's interesting to me because why is it an apple? I was kinda thinking something like "melting pot" to describe culture... or "paying the ultimate price" for death would also be interesting... but i like the apple thing, hmmm i'll go search for it...

I just got an email about bad metaphors the other day, but there not so much bad as funny.



Might get a good laugh in class though.



Here they are:



Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides

gently compressed by a Thigh Master.



She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was

room-temperature prime English 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.



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



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.



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 "Sex in the City" 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 oil.



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



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



She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.



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



It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.



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.



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.



"Oh, Jason, take me!"; she panted; her breasts heaving like a

university student 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.



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

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.



oh god... that's hilarious to me for some reason. I'm definitely printing off the list for class even if i don't use any for my paper!