Similes directly compare things using the words "like" or "as."
I slept like a log.
I'm hungry as a horse.
Your love is like bad medicine.
Exactly. That's Bon Jovi. Okay, his hair is aw
esome. Moving on.
Metaphors are different from similes. I've been called a germaphobe, but I do find a single sneeze acceptable. It could be caused by dust allergies, really whatever nasal irritant floats your boat. However, during flu season, a second sneeze means a plague is upon the land and it's every man for himself.
Oh, wait, from you? Why is that? I want to liv
e. I'm not sick.
Get back in your seat.
No, thank you. You know the rules. You can't leave without a hall pass. You may not get back in your seat. Rules are the pillars of society.
I love rules, but what benefit are rules to a dead man?
Excuse me, do I look like I'm getting sick to you?
You look a little pale. Okay, good. That's normal.
Now, I understand Sheldon is an exceptional child, all right? But when he willfully disobeyed the order of a teacher, there needs to be some consequences here.
Oh, we couldn't agree more. What kind of punishment are you thinking?
Well, Mary, in a case like this, a few days of detention.
Really? That seems a little harsh.
Oh, detentions are no big deal. Now, my principal used to whup my ass with a paddle. That got my attention.
Oh yeah, those were the days. Still have mine. Oh, Spanky got a real nice grip on that thing.
Yeah, George had the equipment manager with the Astros make this for me. The holes in it cut down on wind resistance. Smart. But these days, you have to have a consent form. Go back to the kids. I don't know where this world's headed. You ought to get one of those when 
Georgie acts up.
Like you never thought about going upside his head with a slab of wood? You know, there was a time this thing gave me tennis elbow.
Okay, Sheldon. Come on. Where do you go?