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John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
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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
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His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free
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The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon.
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She was sending me more mixed signals than a dyslexic third-base coach.
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She felt used and unwanted, like the two chocolate halves of an Oreo cookie after someone has already licked the cream out of them
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My underwear stuck to my backside like an All-Pro cornerback to a rookie wide receiver as I browsed through the seed catalog that had mistakenly found its way into my mailbox
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Chicken: it's like a cow, but different
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His fountain pen was so expensive it looked as if someone had grabbed the pope, turned him upside down and started writing with the tip of his big pointy hat.
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