"I’m picturing those little fake swords that they use for appetizers at parties, though she probably means the metal or bamboo skewers one employs in a shish kabob."
Oh, I was picturing one of these, when I wrote that, but now that I think of the original situation, one of these was all it took.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
"She makes him sound like a cocktail onion, or maybe a shrimp."
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Little Miss Attila,
metaphor
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