Descriptive sentences.

[Sigmund]

Good evening.

Descriptive sentences.

I tend to write like I think.

That was sooooo difficult, it was like trying to pick up liquid mercury wearing mittens.

I feel like reheated vomit.

I gave birth with less pain.

Ha!

Descriptive sentences, please.

Peace.

 

[Patricia A]

The first sentence that stunned me with it's descriptiveness is from a gross song I heard when I was a kid. The words drew vivid pictures in my imagination that I can't un-see to this day.
"Great big gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts, chopped up monkey meat, constipated bird poop."
That descriptive sentence may be part of the reason I don't like to eat meat... or bird poop.

 

[Arcadevere]

"here they come marching down the street, like a desperation murmur of a heartbeat"

-Homecoming - Green day

That's the first descriptive sentence that enters to my mind while reading this

 

[Mr Nobody]

Here, have a little grotesquerie:

His eyes started from their sockets and ran down the front of her dress.

 

[Senor_Biggles]

The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground was iron, and you fell all around the town until you looked the same.

 

[Senor_Biggles]

When the lights came up at two I caught a glimpse of you, and your face looked like something Death brought with him in his suitcase.

 

[carrie's younger brother]

"She had legs that went from here to there and back again."
-from a Stilla & Meara routine

"I saw the world crashing all around your face.
Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace.
I'll stop the world and melt with you."
-from the song I'll Stop the World and Melt With You

Ever since I first heard this song back in the 80s, I have always thought the phrase "I'll stop the world and melt with you" was such an amazing way to tell someone how much you loved them.

 

[GNTLGNT]

....the skill of putting words on paper is like nailing yogurt to a tree....

 

[mal]

The sky was just a purple bruise, the ground was iron, and you fell all around the town until you looked the same.

I'm a big Elvis fan and recognized this right away.

 

[mal]

The sea was angry that day my friends, like an old man trying to return soup at a deli. (George Costanza).

 

[AnnaMarie]

The first sentence that stunned me with it's descriptiveness is from a gross song I heard when I was a kid. The words drew vivid pictures in my imagination that I can't un-see to this day.
"Great big gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts, chopped up monkey meat, constipated bird poop."
That descriptive sentence may be part of the reason I don't like to eat meat... or bird poop.

Great big gobs of greasy, grimy gopher guts, chopped up monkey meat, sliced up eyeballs

 

[Grandpa]

"He had a mouth like a mail slot."

 

[Senor_Biggles]

I'm a big Elvis fan and recognized this right away.

I love that album. Always feel it's somehow sadly overlooked.

 

[AnnaMarie]

"But you have such dimples," said Anne, smiling affectionately into the pretty, vivacious face so near her own. "Lovely dimples, like little dents in cream. I have given up all hope of dimples. My dimple-dream will never come true; but so many of my dreams have that I mustn't complain. Am I all ready now?”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

 

[Grandpa]

“I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I've lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment.”

John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley

 

[DiO'Bolic]

Crap!