Okay, it’s lazy blog day. Well, lazy blog moment. I have a blog cooking as sort of a followup to my blog from yesterday and the comments generated therefrom, but in the meantime, I give you this that was forwarded to me by my beloved superhero, Rocketman. I cracked up, dudes.

Hope you enjoy!

Worst (Best?) Analogies Ever, Used in High School Essays

• They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.
• 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.
• 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.
• The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
• 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 “Jeopardy” comes on at 7 p.m. instead of 7:30.
• Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
• Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.
• Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access T:flw.quid55328.com..aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:..flw.quidaaakk/ch@ung by mistake.
• He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
• The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
• Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie this guy would be buried in the credits as something like “Second Tall Man.”
• 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.
• The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.
• John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
• 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.
• His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

My favorite?

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

oh and

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