It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
::She was a frothing joyous girl, like a bottle of coca cola that's been shaken and had a mento's dropped in it. Only she was a person, not a fizzy drink.
As my 5 year old nephew once said:
"It's as sticky as a very sticky thing."
"She needed him like a diabetic needed cake."
Her eyes were like lipid pools.