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June 25, 2013 11:17 pm at 11:17 pm #609791shuliParticipant
My English teacher gave us all a paper full of analogies written by students in essays/assignments in English class. They all sound really stupid and funny.
please add your own. i need a good laugh.
Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.
Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
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.
Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
The lamp just sat there, like an inanimate object.
McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
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.
Long separated 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 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
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 grease.
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.
Even in his last years, Grand pappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
He felt like he was being hunted down like a dog, in a place that hunts dogs, I suppose.
She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
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.
It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.
It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.
Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.
The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.
The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon.
She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.
Her pants fit her like a glove, well, maybe more like a mitten, actually.
Fishing is like waiting for something that does not happen very often.
The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Tex.) in her first several points of parliamentary procedure made to Rep. Henry Hyde (R-Ill.) in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the impeachment of President William Jefferson Clinton.
He was as bald as one of the Three Stooges, either Curly or Larry, you know, the one who goes woo woo woo.
The sardines were packed as tight as the coach section of a 747.
Her eyes were shining like two marbles that someone dropped in mucus and then held up to catch the light.
The baseball player stepped out of the box and spit like a fountain statue of a Greek god that scratches itself a lot and spits brown, rusty tobacco water and refuses to sign autographs for all the little Greek kids unless they pay him lots of drachmas.
It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever seen before.
Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access T:flw.quid55328.comaaakk/[email protected] but gets T:flw.quidaaakk/[email protected] by mistake.
The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan set on medium.
Her lips were red and full, like tubes of blood drawn by an inattentive phlebotomist.
The sunset displayed rich, spectacular hues like a .jpeg file at 10 percent cyan, 10 percent magenta, 60 percent yellow and 10 percent black.June 26, 2013 12:26 am at 12:26 am #1015156proudcanadianMember
did you actually expect people to read that ENTIRE thing?- it’s like trying to walk through a never-ending tunnel!June 26, 2013 1:46 am at 1:46 am #1015157Sam2Participant
I saw almost all of these in high school too. The later ones looked new. Apparently someone added on to the classic list.June 26, 2013 1:52 am at 1:52 am #1015158SaysMeMember
haha thanks for sharing!
Mods- might want to edit a word there in the green icing flowers oneJune 26, 2013 4:19 am at 4:19 am #1015159jewishfeminist02Member
I read the entire thing and I wish it were longer! Lol too funny!!June 26, 2013 7:16 am at 7:16 am #1015160CuriosityParticipant
Thanks for sharing! I loled, except it was actually out loud…June 27, 2013 7:24 pm at 7:24 pm #1015161LeiderLeider…Participant
Really funny! Thank you!June 27, 2013 7:29 pm at 7:29 pm #1015162rebdonielMember
My thoughts on the Brisker derekh are summarized by an analogy- there are two kinds of people in this world. Those that make false dichotomies and those that don’t.June 27, 2013 7:46 pm at 7:46 pm #1015163heretohelpMember
Most of those are not analogies.May 14, 2014 5:43 am at 5:43 am #1015164👑RebYidd23Participant
They’re smart.May 14, 2014 1:29 pm at 1:29 pm #1015165Bookworm120Participant
Hehehehehe. 😀 I’m tempted to use “analogies” like these in my own writing now.May 14, 2014 1:37 pm at 1:37 pm #1015166golferParticipant
Thanks for sharing, shuli.
And thanks for bumping, reby.
Yes, out LOUD.
Can you guys hear me out there??May 14, 2014 9:05 pm at 9:05 pm #1015167oomisParticipant
These are really being expressed more as literary similes than analogies. They are VERY funny, though.
An analogy (for purposes of an English class) typically compares two things to each other in relation to two other things that are also comparable to each other, i.e. “Apples are to oranges as coats are to jackets.” The SATs are filled with them.May 15, 2014 2:14 am at 2:14 am #1015168squeakParticipant
These are really being expressed more as literary similes than analogies.May 15, 2014 6:40 am at 6:40 am #1015169👑RebYidd23Participant
Mostly similes.May 15, 2014 4:24 pm at 4:24 pm #1015170oomisParticipant
A simile would read as follows: Your hair is like the golden sun shining around your face.
The same thing expressed as a metaphor would be: Your hair is the golden sun shining around your face.
The difference is subtle, but the simile is always saying something is LIKE something, and the metaphor refers to it as that thing flat out. At least, that is what I was taught in my English Classes, many of which were like a drill boring through my eyes (see, now THAT was a simile).May 15, 2014 4:35 pm at 4:35 pm #1015171Shopping613 🌠Participant
oomis, I didn’t know you could see through the computer???
Gee, when you get older, you know everything!May 15, 2014 5:00 pm at 5:00 pm #1015172squeakParticipant
I’ve noticed that ever since YWN removed the blue font, hardly anyone notices links. But my post was a link. You can prove it by clicking it.
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