Analogies and metaphors, Supernatural Style (working through the pain)

Their thoughts tumbled in their heads, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

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 Canadian beef.

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

His hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Chicago at 6:36 p.m.traveling at 55 mph, the other from Lawrence at 4:19p.m.at a speed of 35 mph.

What if John and Mary had never met. They would be like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

The plan was simple, like Ash. But unlike Ash, this plan just might work

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

He walked the room like a centipede with 98 missing legs.

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

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

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

 Thank goodness when Cas fell 7 stories, he didn't have to worry about 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 Supernatural comes on at 9:00 p.m.instead of 8:00pm.
If at all.

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



It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.

The revelation that Dean's relationship with his Sammy had disintegrated because of Ruby came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.