LOST SIMILES
Last seen back in October or November. Sure I used them, just can't remember where I put them. If you find them, please let me know cause I just can't survive without them. Without similes, and good ones, all I'm left with are cliches. Bad, bad, evil cliches.
Dead as a doornail. Soft as a baby's bum. Quiet as a mouse. Dry as the desert. Dirty as a pig. Party like there's no tomorrow.
Ack. Kill me now.
Please, please. If you find my similes, I would be forever grateful.
I want a gazillion dollars in unmarked, nonsequentials. 5pm tomorrow, or the similes get it.
ReplyDeleteMy similes are lost forever. *sigh*
ReplyDeletei think i can return it to u . please dont cry ............................................................................................................................................................................................. . . .
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