Thursday 1 December 2011 7 bad similes from the Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest

  1. It came down the stairs looking very much like something no one had ever seen before.
  2. Her lips were red and full, like tubes of blood drawn by an inattentive phlebotomist.
  3. The sunset displayed rich, spectacular hues like a .jpeg file at 10 percent cyan, 10 percent magenta, 60 percent yellow and 10 percent black.
  4. Her pants fit her like a glove, well, maybe more like a mitten, actually.
  5. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
  6. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
  7. He felt like he was being hunted down like a dog, in a place that hunts dogs, I suppose.

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