Below us, the ocean moved like a giant dish of blue Jell-O under the sweeping winds.

A full moon hung across the heavens like a pregnant belly.

The mistress and her servant - you two are sharing the same man, aren't you? Don't lie to this old woman, some gigolo must have grabbed both of you like a pair of chopsticks.

The city was like a fish dying on hard pavement, hopelessly gasping for air.