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            <title>Worst Analogies Ever Written in an Essay</title>
            <link>http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/450088</link>
            <description>1.	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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.	The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn&amp;#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.	McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.	From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you&amp;#39;re on vacation in another city and &amp;quot;Jeopardy&amp;quot; comes on at 7 p.m. instead of 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.	Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.	Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.	Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access T:flw.quid55328.com&amp;#092;aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:&amp;#092;flw.quidaaakk/ch@ung by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.	Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.	He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.	The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.	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 &amp;quot;Second Tall Man.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.	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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.	The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.	They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan&amp;#39;s teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.	John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.	The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.	His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.	The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red Crayola crayon.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 19:14:09 +0800</pubDate>
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            <title>Student Survey for a NTU lecturer</title>
            <link>http://forum.lowyat.net/topic/356474</link>
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