"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 6:36pm traveling at 55 mph, the
other from Topeka at 4:19pm at a speed of 35 mph."
The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan set on medium.
The sunset displayed rich, spectacular hues like a .jpeg file at 10 percent cyan, 10 percent magenta, 60 percent yellow and 10 percent black.
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.
He was as bald as one of the Three Stooges, either Curly or Larry, you know, the one who goes woo woo woo.
macmahooon has the power to make you shit rainbows that curl up into your mouth and taste like pussy mixed with maple syrup ~Gator