Wot?

She climbed onto the bus like a gnat that has walked up Everest carrying 100 library books.
She sat down  like a mother of 15 children does after doing the washing by hand
He fell into bed like a shelf of books collapsing when all the nails broke at once
He got undressed like a courtesan being paid by the second
His pyjamas reminded me of   Wittgenstein’s  phrase: whereof one cannot speak thereof one must be silent
He gave me some tea in a mug as if he were handing me an umbrella in the sunshine while swallowing a sword and  igniting a rocket  with gas and air
She looked so beautiful ~I could have died of love.Except I’m not a lesbian as yet
He was so handsome it almost made me change my mind about  my future but I think I was right to flee.He could have fleed too if  you scream what you see.But he didn’t flee my way and I didn’t flee his way.That was it in a coconut shell or a bomb shell