Friday, November 21, 2008

THE WORLD’S LEAST SUCCESSFUL SIMILES… IN THE WORLD!

-Her heart went out to him, like a removable heart.
-The horse was stunning, like a really good picture of a horse.
-His laugh was deep and menacing, like that guy you know, Troy something.
-The days of her summer vacation seemed to fly by like a raisin in the sun.
-Gerry’s hopes were dashed, like the long part of Morse Code.
-The couch sat in the center of the room like a sofa.
-The racecar turned the corner like the jawbone of an ass.
-Jessie had burnt the cake until it was unrecognizable, like her favorite color.
-Peter was a force of nature, like a birthday or a pretty view.
-The police officer’s handshake was firm and professional, like a mailman’s handshake.
-The moment was nothing short of auspicious, like Fred Savage.
-When he heard of his great-aunt’s death, Charlie wept openly, tears flowing from his face like a wet and runny oasis.

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