Life is like a...
 

...over ripe tomato - it looks a bit dodgy, but it's juicy and sweet once you get stuck into it.

bocks of cockolatts

I think that one's already spoken for.

You're supposed to put your own thoughts...if you'd like.

life is like a shut the fuck up and let me be me!






and tits

pile of shit - sometimes you just have to wade through it.

life is like a dream. if you would come with me up to paradise up above. shaboom

Life is like a red bean taco...*drools*..sorry....can't complete that thought, I just want one of Jinxi's tacos...

Life is like those gourmet sausages in the back of the fridge.
By the time you decide you have a special enough occasion, they are rancid and dangerous.

Life is like your grandfather's cellar. Lots of dangerous, dirty stuff with spider webs, exciting to explore, but also loads of interesting gadgets and treasures.

Life is like a long, strange trip.




To a grave.

Life is like the insecticide/fertilizer locker in Grandpa's shed. It smells so good, but everything in there will kill the hell right out of ya.

Life is like...a chocolate-coated meth infused cigarette that you just can't stop toking.


(thanks to S. Colbert)

Life is like a Simile

Jim ftw

a smilie???

WIKI:
A simile is a figure of speech comparing two unlike things, often introduced with the word "like" or "as".[1] Even though similes and metaphors are both forms of comparison, similes allow the two ideas to remain distinct in spite of their similarities, whereas metaphors compare two things without using "like" or "as". For instance, a simile that compares a person with a bullet would go as follows: "John was a record-setting runner and as fast as a speeding bullet." A metaphor might read something like, "John was a record-setting runner. That speeding bullet could zip past you without you even knowing he was there."

Life is like butt-ƒucking. Fist of all, you've heard it's so great, and it seems to be the top thing to shoot videos of, so right away you're going in with these expectations. And it's a little exciting at first. There's the challenge, it's hard to get things started, you really have to apply yourself. And it feels pretty awesome right at first, and you're excited because you're doing it! But then, it's pretty hard to maintain any kind of friction, and you end up just mucking around without getting much out of it. Pretty soon you wish you could just get things over with, but you don't really want to "go" anywhere else, since you're not exactly clean anymore. So there you are, doing this supposedly awesome thing and you're like, wondering what the big deal is. That's why life is like butt-ƒucking.

lol - I know Jim - Here is a better definition or this

"FIST of all"? hehehehe

Life is like a blow job. You know it's gonna suck but it's better than nothing.

Dude - not from where I'm standing.

Life is like wiping your ass with a wagon wheel. Same shit over and over again.

lol

Life is like reading one of S.G.s posts.

Sometimes you're not sure what to expect but then pleasantly suprised you smile.

Flint: I like your definition of life...:D

Life looks like a chocolate box. You do not know what the shape and the taste of chocolate is withoud opening and tasting it. Open and taste it in person.You will know if this is your life what you like!:3eye::)
Panny

Hallo Folest Gump.

I know what love is, Jenny.

I'm not a smart may yun

...musta drank fifteen docta peppas....

Hello, panny, and :welcome: to the cellar.

Life is like a rainbow - it takes both the sun and the rain to create it, and it usually turns out kinda pretty.

It's like a shit sandwich. The more bread you have the less shit you have to eat.

Life is like a bowl of porridge. sometimes there's more than you can handle, but it's just so good that you keep on going anyway.

...especially if its microwaved - Mmmmm

Life is like a roller coaster. You spend all that time in line looking forward to it then its over before you know it.

Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps a-ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still. - Lou Erickso