He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.



The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.



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."



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.



The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.



John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met. http://amplify.com/u/a13p1n