Like a smack addict seeking out his next fix, it seems I can’t go a week without blogging about Kim Kardashian. Like a blood-thirsty tick, she has dug herself under my skin. There is just something about Kim Kardashian makes me feel like I have an itch that I can’t scratch … like genital herpes. Maybe it’s just that her boobs and ass are digging their way into my brain like some sort of “Wrath of Kahn” earwig. I really don’t know what it is, but suddenly I want to play volleyball …
Ok, that’s enough of that. I feel like Mr. Analogy today. There is just something about a good analogy that makes you feel as satisfied as that first bite of pizza when you are really hungry. A good analogy just flows out of you like a cold glacial mountain stream. You feel it welling up inside of you like hot magma in old Mt. Vesuvius just waiting to blow out all over the page like testicular discharge over Kim Kardashian’s Playboy pictorial.
See, if you wait long enough, eventually I get back to the point where I started. It’s like the “Tao of Blogging” …
101 Kim Kardashian inspired analogies ...
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