HP 17år siden:
Jeg bare må dele disse, som jeg fant her .
Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a ThighMaster.
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.
She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian 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 machine.
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 7:00 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 grease.
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.
They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
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.
Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
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.
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.
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.
Inagh 17år siden:
:rofl:
Herre min hatt - mye av dette er jo helt fantastisk!
The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn’t.
Maz 17år siden:
Dette må lagres, mye morsomt der, og et par er jo vittige nok til å brukes også.
Sitron 17år siden:
Hehe, her var det mye bra. Likte den lamme anden. :knegg:
Maz 17år siden:
Jeg måtte bare rappe en av dem.
Majsa 17år siden:
:knegg: Veldig bra.
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.
Acsa 17år siden:
Hysterisk morsomt! :rofl:
Gaia 17år siden:
:grineler:
Fantastisk morsomt.
Jeg digget denne:
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.
For en måte å bruke en klassisk matteproblemstilling. :knegg: Jeg innbiller meg at en del av disse elevene må ha ganske kul humor.
carolin 17år siden:
Utrolig bra! :rofl:
Kunne ikke fått en bedre start på dagen!
Enhjørning 17år siden:
Gaia sa:
Jeg digget denne:
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.
For en måte å bruke en klassisk matteproblemstilling. :knegg: Jeg innbiller meg at en del av disse elevene må ha ganske kul humor.
Det samme slo meg.
Dette var aldeles herlig lesning på morgenkvisten! :D
nolo 17år siden:
Glimrende. Dette må printes ut.
Maverick 17år siden:
:grineler:
Så genialt.
MsM 17år siden:
McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
:rofl:
Nenne 17år siden:
Her var det mye kreativ skriving. For en fantasi. :rofl:
