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Lilith
01-14-2004, 01:58 PM
ogies:D


Worst Analogies



Winners of the Washington Post's "Worst Analogies Ever Written" Contest:


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.
(Joseph Romm, Washington)


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.
(Rich Murphy, Fairfax Station)


The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
(Russell Beland, Springfield)


McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.
(Paul Sabourin, Silver Spring)


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 7:30 p.m. instead of 7:00.
(Roy Ashley, Washington)


Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
(Chuck Smith, Woodbridge)


Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.
(Russell Beland, Springfield)


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.
(Ken Krattenmaker, Landover Hills)


Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
(Unknown)


He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
(Jack Bross, Chevy Chase)


The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
(Gary F. Hevel, Silver Spring)


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."
(Russell Beland, Springfield)


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.
(Jennifer Hart, Arlington)


The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr. Pepper can.
(Wayne Goode, Madison, Ala.)


They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
(Paul Kocak, Syracuse, N.Y.)


John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
(Russell Beland, Springfield)


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.
(Barbara Fetherolf, Alexandria)


His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
(Chuck Smith, Woodbridge)


The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon.
(Unknown)

Aqua
01-14-2004, 02:06 PM
Bad anal? No such thing... :p

But these analogies are killing me! LMFAO!!

This is my fave I think...
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."
(Russell Beland, Springfield)

Lilith
01-14-2004, 02:14 PM
Bad Romance Novel Metaphors or Similies



His body was hard -- not hard like Milosevic, the Serbian strongman, but hard like the marble on your shower floor, when you fall and bang your knee.

Her shoulders heaved like the tiny sobs of Snuggles the cat being run through with a roasting spit.

Her embrace made his manhood swell like week-old roadkill on hot asphalt in the Georgia sun.

Her petticoats dropped to the ground, rustling like a cockroach in a sugar bowl.

As she kissed her way down his manly chest, he felt his Amalgamated Crane Company stock increasing in value.

Beatrice was on him like a piranha on a corn dog.

...then he kissed her, like a butterfly kisses the windshield of a Porsche on the Autobahn.

Her breasts heaved like a stormy ocean, and her pointed nipples were like hypodermics washed up on the shore.

With his broad shoulders and slim waist, he was a yield sign -- yet she could NOT!

He tore open her blouse like a Publisher's Clearing House letter in which he, and some guy named Steven Bouber from Stockton, California, were potential finalists for the ten million dollar prize.

His manhood stood at full attention, stiff and stony like the vice president.

Sleekly malevolent, driven by a violent hunger, Donovan glided through the chum-filled waters of the singles bar, oblivious to the remora of Annabelle's adoring gaze.

Like the wind, she ran, her breasts lurching like a motor boat over a wake, and then, as fluid as a fine imported transmission, she whipped out her man-organ and pissed away his dreams.

Her sun-glazed back formed a golden arch as he moved his face toward her happy meal.

With each breath, her chest heaved like a bulimic after Thanksgiving dinner.

He Beatty-ed her shamelessly, making her squeal like Ned and hallucinate like Warren.

He awoke my slumbering womanhood with his double tall loin latte. "Starbuck!" I cried.

His chest was her pillow, and oh, did she drool.

Claire felt swept away by this dark stranger, a helpless dust bunny in the roaring cacophony of his gas-powered leaf blower.

His finger, weathered and rough from years on the ranch, danced in and out of his nose like a slimy ballerina.

Lilith
01-14-2004, 02:16 PM
Famous Last Words



What do you mean, "I'll be back"?

Why is the rest of the Star Trek landing party wearing a different color?

Pull the pin and count to what?

Which wire was I supposed to cut?

I wonder where the mother bear is.

I've seen this done on TV.

These are the good kind of mushrooms.

I'll hold it and you light the fuse.

What's that priest doing here?

You look just like Charles Manson.

Let it down slowly.

Rat poison only kills rats.

OK, I'll go ahead and make your day.

It can't possibly rain for forty days and nights.

I'll get your toast out.

Give me liberty or give me death.

Just take whatever you want, this is a ghost town.

It's strong enough for both of us.

This doesn't taste right.

I can make this light before it changes.

Nice doggie.

I can do that with my eyes closed.

I've done this before.

Well we've made it this far.

That's odd.

Hey that's not a violin.

I'll just slip into the commuter lane for a second.

I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.

You wouldn't hit a guy with glasses on, would you?

WildIrish
01-14-2004, 02:51 PM
Stop, stop...you're killing me! These are priceless!

violin...roflmao

IAKaraokeGirl
01-14-2004, 03:36 PM
OMG--those are great--especially the last words!

"Just take whatever you want, this is a ghost town." Isn't that used in every Scooby episode? :D

nikki1979
01-14-2004, 04:27 PM
omg this is great LOL dont make me laugh any more pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee im gonna pee the chair!

*runs doubled over outta room*

~nikki~

LixyChick
01-14-2004, 05:38 PM
OMG!!!! ROFLMFAO!

He tore open her blouse like a Publisher's Clearing House letter in which he, and some guy named Steven Bouber from Stockton, California, were potential finalists for the ten million dollar prize.

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.

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.


I gotta stop! Too funny! Gonna pee!

sillyme
01-14-2004, 08:48 PM
Lilith,

ROTFLMAO :) Just too funny for words! Thanks.

CunningLinguist
01-15-2004, 01:26 AM
Lillith,

The anal sex was worse than dropping the soap in the shower after bean burrito night in the prison mess hall, but not as bad as Satan's Spiked Dildo of Assrape.

Steph
01-16-2004, 01:48 PM
Originally posted by Aqua
This is my fave I think...
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."
(Russell Beland, Springfield)

I actually love that one! I think it's not a bad analogy. :)

jseal
01-16-2004, 02:30 PM
Lilith,

Those are very, very funny! Thank you!

osuche
01-16-2004, 03:03 PM
<-- Thinks she has dated 2nd tall man.


:D :p :D


...BUT I can't remember his name!

Southern Charm
01-16-2004, 11:42 PM
The one famous last phrase they left out though...maybe its just a southern thing:

"Hey y'all! Watch this!"

PantyFanatic
01-17-2004, 12:48 AM
Lilith- You bring a lot of goodies to us, but this has to be among the best.:D

musketeer
01-17-2004, 03:47 AM
ROFLMAAHO they are so funny Lil