That’s Tony on the left.
Jason dressed up as him for
Halloween.
My Kentucy friend, Tony, has a splendid way of presenting similies at some pretty unique moments. I decided to take note and post them here. I should add that I’m going to take the editorial liberty of making this G-rated. His words are a bit more….direct. Oh yeah, and imagine the heavy Kentucky drawl as you read them.
For starters:
“He’s as messed up as a soup sandwich.”
“He’s so stupid he wouldn’t have sense to pour piss out of a boot if the directions were written on the bottom.”
When told he would have to wait becasue of someone else:
“Well, I’m just suckin’ on the back teat, ain’t I?”
(Apparently, the runt always gets the leftover back teat on the sow. Had to have this one explained to me.)
“Love like a star-fillled night with a meteor shower coming down…”
“I’ll be outta here so fast people will be looking at the reflection of where I used to be.”





I feel just about as lost as a ball in tall grass right now…
Funny! Maybe I should change the title from “Tony-isms” to “Similies”?
It is drier than a popcorn fart out here!
“It’s so hot and muggy out there…it’s like walking into a fat man’s pants.”
~Barb
Another one from Tony:
“She’s smeared all over my heart like peanut butter- sticky & gooey!”
Here’s a one from Cary:
“I’m sweating like a whore on Dollar Day.”
(I know, bad, but it WAS funny when he said it.)