Thursday, August 25, 2005

Word Snobs Unite for Quiz 2 & Exercise 2

Okey dokey, pig-in-a-pokey! (Any League of Gentlemen fans out there?) Time for a little spelling review. Can you find the correctly spelled word in this list? (Please do NOT post your answer. That blows it for everyone! This is strictly a "self-study" quiz.)

badmitton
sacreligious
chaufeur
diarhea
embarass
Farenheit
accomodate
wierd
barbiturates
comittee
priviledge
sieze
limosine
cemetary
procede
comission
knowledgable
innoculate

Now for a little writing warmer-upper. Many of you younger whippersnappers aren't familiar with the work of the master, Raymond Chandler (1888-1959). He wrote mysteries. crime novels and what they used to call "pulp fiction." His were dark, moody, witty stories set in Southern California. He wrote in a style that was pure word-jazz. He used the rhythm of words in thrilling riffs as cool as a Gene Krupa solo. His sentences were redolent with whiskey and reefer and women with a past and no future. It was a style he invented and that many since have tried to emulate. His specialty = the simile.

Here are some classic bites of Chandler:

"A white night for me is as rare as a fat postman." -- The Long Goodbye (Chapter 12)

"The General spoke again, slowly, using his strength as carefully as an out-of-work showgirl uses her last good pair of stockings." -- The Big Sleep (Chapter 2)

"His smile was as stiff as a frozen fish." -- "The Man Who Liked Dogs"

"I belonged in Idle Valley like a pearl onion on a banana split."--The Long Good-bye (Chapter 13)

"Even on Central Avenue, not the quietest dressed street in the world, he looked about as inconspicuous as a tarantula on a slice of angel food."--Farewell, My Lovely (Chapter 1)

"`She's dark and lovely and passionate. And very, very kind.' `And exclusive as a mailbox,' I said." ---The Little Sister (Chapter 19)

"The walls here are as thin as a hoofer's wallet."--Playback (Chapter 5)

"The voice got as cool as a cafeteria dinner."--Farewell, My Lovely (Chapter 15)

Yummy, huh? So here's your little task this week. Come up with a couple of tasty, Chandleresque similes. Post them in comments on this section. I'll even give you some fill-in-the-blanks to help get you started. But you're free to invent your own.

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as _________.

2. She was as nervous as ___________.

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like __________.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as ______and _______.

5. Her eyes were as ________ as _________.

OK, pick one or two and write a Chandleresque turn of phrase. Can't wait to read them!

110 Comments:

Anonymous The Procrastinator said...

1. ...hot as a trunkful of ipods.

2. ...nervous as a moyel with hiccups.

10:44 PM  
Anonymous Insomniact #3 said...

He fell for her like a boxer with a glass jaw.

Her voice was as soothing as sandpaper on cement.

His eyes were as grey as dirty ice and twice as cold.

12:18 AM  
Blogger Julie said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as the spider and the fly.

1:19 AM  
Anonymous Cold Potato said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a scientist discovering how to reach absolute zero.

She was as nervous as a horse off to a glue factory.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like watching paint dry inside its can.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a pixie and a klingon.

Her eyes were as green as her teeth.

2:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a poker in medieval torture chamber..

3:55 AM  
Blogger kitty said...

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a hooker during Fleet Week.

6:58 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It all zipped past Dagen as she fled, crashing through her vision like a rock thrown through a window.

CB

7:48 AM  
Blogger Stef said...

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like awaiting death by lethal injection.
(PS. I think this about my boss daily)

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as peanut butter and jelly.
My fiance and I have been told this a lot lately! :)

10:30 AM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

She was a vision so sweet that he could feel his teeth formed new cavities every time she entered the room.

He held his gun like I hold my bourbon. Not very well.

10:31 AM  
Blogger Snow Mint said...

The store was as organised as an autistic child's Christmas list.

His gaze molested her like an imbecile fondling a paper doll.

11:20 AM  
Anonymous Ang said...

She was as nervous as a 1950s housewife before her morning martini.

11:47 AM  
Blogger Orange said...

The Phantom Professor's list of misspellings was more painful to read than my own obituary.

11:50 AM  
Blogger maurinsky said...

My ex-girlfriend was as flaky as my grandma's pie crust.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as Tom Delay and an ethics textbook.

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like digging out a hole the size of the Grand Canyon with a toothpick.

In August, Dallas was as hot as an Olsen Twins sex tape in a frat house.

12:46 PM  
Anonymous foobar said...

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as metal in a microwave.

2. She was as nervous as the first bullet on D-Day.

One more ...

3. Slow talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for a Baptist to sober up.

12:48 PM  
Blogger Roni said...

3. Slow talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for Aunt Edna to cross the expressway.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think that they were as compatible as a Luddite and an iPod.

5. Her eyes were as brown as the shit her boyfriend was saying.

2:04 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth said...

She was as nervous as a border collie on methamphetamines.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for the last of the ketchup to fall out of the bottle.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as chocolate and cheese.

2:07 PM  
Anonymous JulesBGood said...

Her eyes were as wide as a boy scout’s in a brothel.

She was as nervous as a lamb in a lion’s den.

She held me like she was holding a grudge.

2:12 PM  
Blogger Eric said...

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as the vinyl seats on my 72 Mercury that had been sitting in the sunlight all day.

2. She was as nervous as a virgin at a Grateful Dead concert.

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like extracting a tooth sans novacaine.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as Tom and Katie.

5. Her eyes were as calm as the toilet after a flush.

6. He wielded his sword like an epileptic writing a love note.

7. Sex with her was like doing a favor for a pig. It's a waste of time and annoys the pig.

8. The kid stared at me like I was the ice cream man and he'd just been given his allowance.

2:45 PM  
Blogger Mr. Meatsweats said...

Her eyes were as tranquil as the sacred lakes of the Himalayas.

2:54 PM  
Blogger MSSunderstood said...

...Dallas was as hot as a sailor during Fleet Week.
(sorry, obvious turn)

She was as nervous as a 15 year old waiting for her blind date.

...as compatible as Martin and Lewis.

Her eyes were as dark as the closet she hadn't escaped.

3:10 PM  
Blogger Kevin said...

1) Edwin watched as the server he was monitoring folded faster than a nymphomaniac gymnast hit with spanish fly.

2) Fact was, the boss was a muppet. Dead button eyes, limp limbs and a strong likelihood that he was only given life when someone shoved their hand up his ass.

3) Sex Radiation is to civilised society what LSD is to Formula One Racing.

4) The sound was indescribable, like a cat and a bunch of Scottish worms in a blender.

- The Unshaven

3:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Her eyes were as inscrutable as Amarillo Slim's at a poker table.

3:40 PM  
Blogger MNTurtle said...

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like a full bladder on a bumby road with no rest stop in sight.

3:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The sound of her voice was as pretty as the 3 o'clock bell on the last day of school.

He was as bold as a seersucker suit in a job interview.

The train was jerking and lurching like an Arthur Murray dance class.

Crafting a Chandleresque simile is as difficult as getting the Crest back in the tube.

4:06 PM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

4:11 PM  
Anonymous shorty1kanobi said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as sneaky sex and almost as messy.

Her eyes were as empty as her pockets.

4:16 PM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

Her departure hurt him like a dog trying to pass a Lego.

4:22 PM  
Anonymous Ragman said...

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like stampeding turtles through peanut butter.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a wet finger and a light socket.

Her eyes were as glazed as her doughnut.

4:28 PM  
Blogger samba00 said...

He blundered into people left and right, moving through the crowd a smoothly as a pretzel through George Bush's gullet.

5:09 PM  
Blogger samba00 said...

Make that:

He blundered into people left and right, moving through the crowd AS smoothly as a pretzel through George Bush's gullet.

5:11 PM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

The night was as dark and damp as that secret place behind the hooker's g-string.

She negotiated the price for her services like an auctioneer with an MBA. Forty dollars for this. Fifty for that. The prices came out of her mouth like a ticker tape in one of those old movies.

6:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Her eyes were as blue and fragile as Wedgewood pottery.

She was as nervous as a cat stalking an eagle.

Tapper

6:52 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My writing is as prosaic as Soliari on a bad day.

7:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Her compulsion to shop was like a salmon's to spawn.

7:56 PM  
Anonymous Judy Kay said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a blast furnace in Pittsburgh.

Her hat was as stylish as prison matron's key fob.

He danced like a chicken with his head cut off.

She laughed as though her throat were the English Channel.

8:39 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as liquid steel. - Bob

8:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

She was as nervous as a nun in a cat house. - Bob

8:52 PM  
Blogger SuperHolmie said...

Houston is a miserable place to visit. The town reeks of coastal funk and the air is like gravy.

Her silicone lips violated the laws of nature, like a Tropicana Twister.

His behavior was as pompous and out-of-control as Rick Perry's hair.

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like watching a plant grow.

Her breasts were as flat as flounder.

Norman's face was a mixture of fear and concern, like that of a cat about to be shoed.

My boss is as all-powerful and omniscient as an HMO.

No Child Left Behind is as beneficial and life-affirming as a suitcase full of dog toupees.

9:30 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

She was as nervous as a high school cheerleader waiting for her pregnancy test results.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as Julius and Ethel Rosenberg.

-Tabitha

10:07 PM  
Blogger Stephen said...

She was as nervous as a Christian Scientist with appendicitis (apologies to Tom Lehrer)

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a rancher and a developer.

11:16 PM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

11:44 PM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

Having your boss look over your shoulder is like knowing about the pregnancy test in the medicine cabinet of a girl you're about to make love to. As long as you didn't think about it, everything would work just fine.

11:47 PM  
Blogger theprofessor said...

These really brightened my night after a long, grueling day of editing. Stephen, Zombiekiller, shorty1, you're killing me. Such good stuff. Now I'm as tired as a D-student's excuses.

11:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot, humid and smelly as a baboon's nest after it rains.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like getting my 92 year old grandma to remember what day of the week it is.

1:40 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as stupid cats and electric garage doors.

1:52 AM  
Anonymous chittavrtti said...

The house was subtly decorated in early Demille

2:38 AM  
Blogger festinog said...

He was as big and fat as a really big fat thing.

5:21 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Edit for an earlier post.

Her eyes were as blue and empty as a Wedgewood plate on the table of a starving man.

Tapper

8:11 AM  
Blogger Girl Flip said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a can of spray paint and a brush - into the same thing, but not terribly practical in tandem.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like a cadaver's pulse. No matter where you tried to take it, you'd never get a response.

8:23 AM  
Blogger MNTurtle said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as lace and leather.

Her eyes were as sad as a faded velvet Elvis painting.

9:44 AM  
Anonymous Ragman said...

In August 2005, Dallas made Hell look comfortable.

He was as graceful as a club-footed Neanderthal with athlete's foot.

10:57 AM  
Blogger ZombieKiller said...

To Max, the CIA was like a case of herpes. The agency might not have always been visible, but it was always present in the background.

11:29 AM  
Anonymous Katee said...

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like watching a slug crawl through a salt mine.

Her eyes were as black as the inside of a cow.

His last comments made him about as popular as a pay toilet in a diarrhea ward.

1:59 PM  
Anonymous CE Petro said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as flowing lava.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like talking to a tree in winter.

Her eyes were as red as Satan's horns.

3:33 PM  
Blogger Kevin said...

Some more!

1) There was something vile in her gaze, half-rotted meat and flies, but he was ever aware of all the times in the past he'd been too hungry to care.

2) Her smile was wicked, an angel contemplating something worth falling for.

3) When Luke had been a kid, dead dogs had burst in the gutters from the summer heat. Since the weather changed, summer in Dallas had you walking on the skin of one of those dogs, waiting for the world to let go.

- The Unshaven.

4:40 PM  
Blogger sarah the great and wise said...

In August 2002, Dallas was as hot as a 32-year-old virgin in a Harlequin Romance.

She was as nervous as a shipwrecked narcoleptic treading water.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like bathing your brain in Ambisol: difficult and mind numbing.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn’t help but think they were as compatible as an aerosol can and an open flame.

Her eyes were as warm and comforting as an iron maiden.

5:08 PM  
Anonymous Matt said...

Her eyes were as brown as the shit President Bush tells the American public.

Her teeth were as clean as a latrine after Sloppy Joe night at the base.

7:22 PM  
Anonymous Sam(antha) said...

He was as graceful as a cat with only two legs.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a tiger and a fluffy white bunny rabbit.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like watching a movie you didn't like the first time round for the tenth time.

8:40 PM  
Anonymous Auntie A said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as the air over Congress.

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like getting a liberal to tell the truth. Never happens.

Her eyes were as round as the zero's on the check in front of her.

9:59 PM  
Blogger watercat said...

Umm, I've been kind of lazy and just didn't post my answers to the first sets of lessons. Should I post them on this comments thread or what? When I finish up my phrases, I'll add them here with or without posting the others. Cheers yall!

10:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

3. Slow talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for the mail.

1:16 AM  
Anonymous zuleme said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot and restless as a four year old with the flu.

She was as nervous as an eight week old kitten in a new home with three neurotic dogs and a toddler whose favorite word was "kitty".

Slow-talker? Conversation with him was like waiting at the block for a forty-yard dash after three false starts.

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as granola and champagne.

Her eyes were as seductive as butterscotch.

9:11 AM  
Blogger badgerfive said...

--Slow Talker? Conversation with him was like reading a George F. Will column

--In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as hell with a vengence.

--Standing cornerwise from him was the only way I could escape his breath; which smelled like raw tripe and cigarette smoke

10:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

She was as nervous as a guinea pig on the freeway.

She was as long and lean as a spider monkey, but twice as hairy.

3:38 PM  
Blogger Greg - Cowboy in the Jungle said...

Texas, a land of only two seasons. With summers so irritating and grity like a Mexican prostitute, and winters that wash across the open praries like an unvarnished hell. This state, my state, my home, has become my breath and my life, yet it falls heavy on me like the wolf descending on the smell of carrian after a fresh kill.

4:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a priest's ears hearing Madonna in the confessional box.

5:08 PM  
Anonymous quirogam said...

She was as nervous as an anonymous source.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for the tide.

6:01 PM  
Anonymous shorty1kanobi said...

As excited as a shopaholic with a company credit card, she prowled the mall like a predator carefully selecting her prey. Gucci, indeed.

8:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Her eyes were as black and seductive as one hundred dollar poker chips.

9:56 PM  
Anonymous Duby said...

Trying to get through law school without stress is as impossible as trying to pick your nose while your hands are tied behind your back.

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like raking your brain over gravel.

_______'s (fill in name of restaurant) food is as lethal as the Chernobyl disaster.

10:34 PM  
Anonymous handworn said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as an alchemist's crucible.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like reading a dictionary in a doctor's waiting room.

10:52 AM  
Anonymous orangeplaid said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as reality tv and class.

11:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Slow talker? Talking to him is like conversation with a gourmet chewing a mouthful of Perigord truffles.

1:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as "A women scorned Hot Sauce"

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like listening to a teenager with braces chewing tobacco.

3:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like being measured by a pervert for customized tailoring.

3:10 PM  
Anonymous Britwrit1 said...

Dallas was as hot as the core of a pizza oven

She was as nervous as a callgirl at a stag party

Her eyes were as cold as an Artic blizzard

He smelled like a dead fish in a sewer

5:57 PM  
Anonymous britwrit! said...

Her eyes were as cold as an Arctic blizzard

6:01 PM  
Blogger alg said...

In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a cup of McDonalds’ coffee.

She was as nervous as a blind girl on her first date with a sailor.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like waiting for a phone call on a Saturday night.

Watching them exchange vow, she couldn’t help but think they were as compatible as swamps and mosquitoes.

Her eyes were as cunning as a lion’s on the prowl.

8:59 PM  
Blogger Small Town Heart said...

His bright green eyes tore into me, staring their way to my core, piercing my chest the way the student nurse pierced my arm looking for a healthy vein.

“My mouth is as dry as the Sahara desert,” Grandma Ruth said, “bring me a tall glass of something wet.”

The inner light she radiated was brighter than sunlight bouncing off a million mirrors.

11:23 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I came up with this one when I was editing my review of "Time and Tide" (Hong Kong action movie):
Anthony Wong played a cool figure of authority as always and is reliable as a Vegemite sandwich in this regard.

- TimChuma

12:52 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

3. ...watching an eight-year-old wait for Christmas.

5. ...dark as the night sky in the Mojave.

AMom

7:07 AM  
Blogger Wayfaring Stranger said...

His aftershave was overpowering, like the freshly-killed skunk I'd passed on the road, and no less attractive.

7:37 AM  
Blogger Gene said...

Unrelated to this exercise:
Have you heard of "Helicopter parents"?

11:21 AM  
Blogger Snow said...

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as pickled herring and a dry martini.

6. Her laugh was as sincere as a bouquet of dead roses.

12:41 PM  
Anonymous Garnigal said...

She dove into the ribs like a drunken Jewish girl.

1:56 PM  
Blogger CarolynR said...

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like surfing the net with a dial up connection.

Here's one I heard years ago from my father-in-law, but its a classic: She's as nervous as a whore in church.

Another Chandleresque metaphor:
She has the endurance to sit through a Puritan sermon.

2:28 PM  
Anonymous watercat said...

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like being stuck behind a kid on a tricycle.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as ice cream and oysters, yet for some strange reason they fit.

5. Her eyes were as changeable as Texas weather.

7:33 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

2-

She was as nerous as a young boy entering a catholic priest's confessional.

7:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as a teenage boy in a supermodel sandwich.

2. She was as nervous as a cockroach in a lightbulb factory.

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like a vain caveman's manicure.

7:57 PM  
Anonymous marion price said...

1. These facts, she knew, were as incontrovertible as stones.

2. In August 2005, Dallas was rancid with heat, like the vent from a truck-stop kitchen.

3. The basement was as dark as a venture capitalist's heart, and only slightly warmer.

8:22 PM  
Anonymous Dancin'Man said...

In the very same step his feet were as smooth as silk and as gruff as a new piece of sandpaper.

12:48 AM  
Anonymous Mr. Bee said...

Slow talker! Conversation with him is like trying to fill a sap bucket from a spigot driven into a rock crevice.

4:26 AM  
Blogger Andy said...

He liked his women like his coffee, old and cold with a wrinkly gray skin.

10:07 AM  
Blogger Kathleen B. said...

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like hand-grinding your own pesto: painful, interminable, and rarely worth the effort.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as crying and spilled milk.

Her smile was as weak as her excuses.

3:07 PM  
Anonymous Ignotus said...

Her smile was like a new-born's: helpless and expectant.

Leafing through the annual report, Reginald realized with a start that his stock options were as hollow as the chocolate Easter bunny slowly melting in his hand.

4:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as a bald head and a tiara.

8:13 PM  
Blogger bitchphd said...

She was as nervous as a virgin in a biker bar.

Her voice was as soothing as the swish of tires on a rainy night.

Slow talker? Conversation with him is like riding from Brooklyn to the Bronx in August during rush hour.

10:46 PM  
Anonymous lazy1 said...

He was happy as a preacher in a deaf convnsion.

He looked busy as a refrigerator salesman in the Northen pole.

2:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

...as hot as a schoolgirl's pussy when she's made eye contact with Orlando Bloom.

Slowtalker? Conversation with him is like driving behind a tractor on an English country road.

9:10 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oops, no name.

Orlando-Bloom-comment is made by Frances.

(I don't seem to be able to log in as "other")

9:16 AM  
Anonymous kelly said...

Ashley was shaking with fear like a horse with broken legs.


Watching them excahnge vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as Kenny G and The Misfits.

3:55 PM  
Anonymous Ted K said...

1. In August 2005, Dallas was as hot as
two bimbos in a jacuzzi

2. She was as nervous as
a cat at the dog park

3. Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like
a toddler on the potty.

4. Watching them exchange vows, she couldn't help but think they were as compatible as
garlic and cinnamon.

5. Her eyes were as
red as a Communist's diaper

7:35 PM  
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We huddled there, us brave three, in the dry sauna. Like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednigo we willingly went into the fiery furnace. Sweat oozed from our pores as if we were sponges being squeezed. Naked, we sat there, meditatively silent, breathing in the smell of dry cedar and salty perspiration, our thoughts literally melting away enabling us to reach a plane of inner tranquility and equanimity. Thirty minutes passed and I began to feel dried out and dehydrated like beef jerky...

As I was walking in to work this morning there was a slightly nibbled-on king-size Nestle Crunch bar just half hanging out of the wrapper just poking out - tempting me like Cindy Crawford’s cleavage.

11:03 AM  
Anonymous oubliette said...

He was so tired that he lay there as if he were nailed to the bed.

3:53 PM  
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The headache pounded through her brain like a mass of samba drums.

The deer was as cautious as a pollster on election night.

8:54 AM  
Anonymous Smartest Tractor said...

She was as nervous as a snail on the freeway.

Slow-talker? Conversation with him is like a quick swim in a peat bog.

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