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Hey! ok so random fwd stuff that Lisa sent me, but is funn all the… - Keeper of the Cages
Hey! ok so random fwd stuff that Lisa sent me, but is funn all the same so I'll post it under a cut!

Other stuff erm went to the Hogshead pub quiz last night and we won a round! how good is that! Oh yeah and I answered a few questions like one about "Kindergarden Cop", and "Ice Cold in Alex" and something else, but I can't for the life of me remember what it was! All good though they give you a bottle of wine sooooo woot!

Oh yeah and this! I'm soooo proud and my mum would kill me! heee *giggles uncontrolably!* she hates it when I use that accent! Though really I don't have a proper one just adopt it sometimes! I have way too many accents! Could be useful in future though - maybe I should be theatrical?! What do you think?!

You're Scouse! You are from Liverpool, home of the
Beatles. You also are a contender for most
non-English English accent. When you speak to
Americans, most of them just nod blankly and
hope a translator comes by soon. Other than
that, you like to hang out, drink, and take the
ferry cross the Mersey.

What Sort of Brit are You?
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Metaphors Found in NSW Year 12 English essays

Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two
sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience,
like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar
eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and
now goes around the country speaking at high schools about
the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of
those boxes with a pinhole in it.

She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was
room-temperature prime English beef.

She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog
makes just before it throws up.

Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

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

The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated
because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a
surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.

The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the
way a bowling ball wouldn't.

McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag
filled with vegetable soup.

From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an
eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in
another city and "Sex in the City" comes on at 7:00 p.m.
instead of 7:30.

Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a

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

John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds
who had also never met.

Even in his last years, Grandad had a mind like a steel trap,
only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike
Phil, this plan just might work.

The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not
eating for a while.

"Oh, Jason, take me!"; she panted, her breasts heaving like a
Uni student on $1-a-beer night.

He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck,
either,but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from
stepping on a land mine or something.

The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one
slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard
bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.

She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing

It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally
staple it to the wall.

What were they thinking?! I mean *doubles over with laughter!* People are looking at me again - that's what I get for laughing in the crowded computer lab! Oh well Hope you liked it!

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