Clue | Solution |
Boy, did he seem like he was in shape. I think what gave it away was all the backflips. | Athletic body type |
Don't try to catch him in a foot race. Or a bike race. Or a swimming race. Basically, just hope you don't spot him on a triathlon course. | Athletic body type |
He looked like he could kick a medicine ball through a goalpost. Not sure why he'd want to, but I'm good at assessing capabilities. | Athletic body type |
He seemed comfortable with his body. I would be too, if I were built like an Olympic swimmer. | Athletic body type |
He seemed like the guy who's always picked first at recess. Also like the kind of guy who'd steal the ball. | Athletic body type |
He seemed suspicious, so I tried to take notes about his appearance, but he was so toned that I ended up just asking for an autograph. | Athletic body type |
I could see his muscles through his shirt. Mainly because some of them had ripped through while flexing. | Athletic body type |
I had to stop counting before she stopped doing push-ups. Then I noticed my wallet was gone. | Athletic body type |
I thought he was a shoplifter, because he looked like he could do exactly that. | Athletic body type |
I'd give you less than a sporting chance of bringing down a woman who appears to be that good at sports. | Athletic body type |
If I ever need a discus thrown through a brick wall, I'll call him. And as it turns out, that's exactly what I need for this week's frisbee golf game. | Athletic body type |
I'll tell you this: she looked strong. Or maybe she was just wearing a very convincing t-shirt with rippled abs printed on it. | Athletic body type |
She looked like she could kick a medicine ball through a goalpost. Not sure why she'd want to, but I'm good at assessing capabilities. | Athletic body type |
She seemed like the gal who's always picked first at recess. Also like the kind of gal who'd steal the ball. | Athletic body type |
She seemed like the kind of girl who got picked first during recess, you know? I hated her immediately. | Athletic body type |
She was a powerhouse. I bet I could have charged my cellphone if she squeezed it in her triceps. | Athletic body type |
She'll be hard to outmaneuver. With that build, it looks like she can play offense AND defense. | Athletic body type |
The guy looked built to throw a discus, hurl a javelin, or jump a hurdle. Put it this way: I wouldn't want to meet him on a dark track or field. | Athletic body type |
The guy was all muscle. Even his eyes looked like they had biceps. | Athletic body type |
The only body image issues I could imagine her having is deciding which box of cereal should feature a photo of her body. | Athletic body type |
He had these great-looking, vivid burgundy locks. Pretty good-looking burgundy keys, too. Turns out that's what he'd used to break into my place. | Auburn |
His hair was robin's-chest not-quite-brown. Whoa, now that I say that out loud, I think it'd make a great baby name, right? | Auburn |
As far as hair goes, I'd say his looked like the Harvard and Brown football teams had hit each other so hard that their colors mixed together. | Auburn hair |
As hair goes, I'd say it was somewhere in the same athletic conference as Vanderbilt and Alabama. | Auburn hair |
At first I was sure she had red hair, but then on closer inspection it was darker than that. Then I realized I was way too close to her head. | Auburn hair |
He had hair like Gloria Estefan. I wonder if you'll get him as surely as the rhythm will get you? | Auburn hair |
He was adamant that he didn't have red hair, and complained that everyone made that mistake. So I would characterize his hair color as "defensive." | Auburn hair |
He was hirsute in a manner I can only characterize as aithochrous. Huzzah for the thesaurus! | Auburn hair |
Her hair was robin's-chest not-quite-brown. Whoa, now that I say that out loud, I think it'd make a great baby name, right? | Auburn hair |
Her hair was the second letter in that classic color acronym, RAY G BIV. I wonder how the Bivs are doing these days. | Auburn hair |
His hair looked like it was covered in rust. Couldn't say if it was brown or red, though: just neglected. | Auburn hair |
His hair was like a red delicious apple five seconds or so after someone throws it into a campfire. I work summers at a pretty unruly sleepaway camp. | Auburn hair |
His tresses seemed to alternate between umber and rust, depending on the light. Even so, he refused to let me paint him in the nude. | Auburn hair |
I got a good look at your suspect -- he had some red locks, some brown locks, and a whole bunch of broken combination locks. | Auburn hair |
I told him he had great hair, then asked where I could get a reddish-brown wig like that. Then I was like, "Aw, burn!" | Auburn hair |
I would describe him as cinnamon-headed. In color, that is, though rest assured I also tasted it. It was a bit nuttier than your standard red. | Auburn hair |
I'm going to describe her hair as russet, as I don't feel its true hue can be captured by the standard colors. I'm sort of an amateur poet like that. | Auburn hair |
It was brown. No, it was red. Kind of a reddish-brown? Is that an option? | Auburn hair |
Personality-wise, she was somewhere between fiery and commonplace. You tell me what that means for her hair. | Auburn hair |
She had seasonal hair: I'd describe it as chestnut, roasting on an open fire. | Auburn hair |
What do you get when you mix red and brown? I know what you're thinking: a mess. But that pretty much describes her hair. | Auburn hair |
Do you know the word "stramineous?" I didn't either, until your gal used it to describe her hair. How vain can you get? | Blonde hair |
For some reason he reminded me of Rumpelstiltskin. Now why was that? Oh right, his hair was the color of straw. And he asked about my first-born. | Blonde hair |
He complained that people judge him as stupid because of his hair color. Then he turned around, saw me, and realized he'd been complaining to a mailbox. | Blonde hair |
He had hair like the desert. Not just the color, either -- there was a scorpion in it. | Blonde hair |
He was fair-haired, and unfair everything-elsed. | Blonde hair |
Her hair was flaxen, like the flaxiest of flax. | Blonde hair |
Her head was covered in flax. Toss in some honey-nut clusters, you've got yourself a healthy breakfast. | Blonde hair |
His hair was like the bottom part of a famous Bob Dylan album title. Or was it the top part? Could be both. | Blonde hair |
His hair was the color of pale gold. Though I wouldn't guarantee my currency with it or anything. | Blonde hair |
His head was covered in flax. Toss in some honey-nut clusters, you've got yourself a healthy breakfast. | Blonde hair |
How do I put this? Her hair was the color of the lightest non-grey shade of hair. | Blonde hair |
I was just thinking about her hair, and how it was somewhere between dirty and platinum. Talk about a wide range for hair! | Blonde hair |
I'd describe his hair as somewhere between saffron and a Liverpool rock group's submarine. | Blonde hair |
It was like someone planted wheat all over her head. | Blonde hair |
It was like someone planted wheat all over his head. | Blonde hair |
I've heard her described as "tow-headed," but of course when my car got stuck she was useless. | Blonde hair |
One look at his hair and I thought, "This guy has more fun." | Blonde hair |
She had a mane like a lion, though it was more the color of a giraffe. | Blonde hair |
She had hair like a strawberry-banana smoothie, minus the strawberry. | Blonde hair |
You know that dessert? Darker than cookies, more like a cake, served in squares? Yeah, his hair was the opposite of that. | Blonde hair |
As eyes go, your suspect's were like sapphires. Probably stolen ones. | Blue eyes |
He had eyes like the sky on a day when someone stole all the clouds. Probably him. | Blue eyes |
He had sad eyes, going solely on the color. | Blue eyes |
He had the kind of eyes people compare to the ocean. Not me though, I have a crippling fear of coral. | Blue eyes |
Her eyes had seen a lot. They reminded me of a music genre that tends toward the bitterly nostalgic. | Blue eyes |
Her eyes were like a clear sky, and later I found out she'd also cleared out my wallet. | Blue eyes |
Her eyes were like steely chips of arctic ice. I want credit for that description, it's very poetic. | Blue eyes |
Her eyes were opposite orange on the color wheel. I'm a very artistic person, and I've had a very bad day, so that's all I'll tell you. | Blue eyes |
His eyes had seen a lot. They reminded me of a music genre that tends toward the bitterly nostalgic. | Blue eyes |
His eyes reminded me of raspberry candy. Why is it that raspberry candy is never actually the color of raspberries? | Blue eyes |
His eyes were opposite orange on the color wheel. I'm a very artistic person, and I've had a very bad day, so that's all I'll tell you. | Blue eyes |
I can't exactly remember what color her eyes were, but if you stick around I'm sure it'll come to me out of the... hm... forgot the expression also. | Blue eyes |
I can't exactly remember what color his eyes were, but if you stick around I'm sure it'll come to me out of the... hm... forgot the expression also. | Blue eyes |
I only got a good look at his eyes, which were on the non-green side of teal. | Blue eyes |
I saw her eyes and they screamed, "cerulean!" What high-vocabulary eyes! | Blue eyes |
I saw his eyes and they screamed, "cerulean!" What high-vocabulary eyes! | Blue eyes |
I tell you, you only meet a gal like this once in a moon the color of her eyes. | Blue eyes |
If his eyes reminded me of one branch of the armed services, it would have to be the Navy. Both in color, and in how often he swabbed them. | Blue eyes |
If my metaphorical collar were the color of his eyes, I'd be living a more hardscrabble life! Just how I think. | Blue eyes |
It's like Satchmo said, "I see eyes of--" What? Skies? What are you talking about? I'm talking about his eyes here. | Blue eyes |
She had eyes like cobalt, and I found myself drawn to them like two sulfur atoms making a molecule of Cobalt Sulfide. Our connection was water-insoluble. | Blue eyes |
She had eyes like the sky on a day when someone stole all the clouds. Probably her. | Blue eyes |
She had the kind of eyes people compare to the ocean. Not me though, I have a crippling fear of coral. | Blue eyes |
Your suspect's eyes were a striking color, of that I azure you | Blue eyes |
For all this lady stole, she seemed concerned someone might try to snatch her body. Probably why she had it under guard. | Bodyguard |
He didn't say much, and the burly guy with him said even less. | Bodyguard |
He had an accessory. Not the purse kind, the knee-breaking kind. | Bodyguard |
He looked important. Or at least he was willing to hire someone to make him look important. | Bodyguard |
He must have been going on a trip, because he mentioned that his companion was packing. | Bodyguard |
He must have been inclined to loneliness, because he insisted on keeping very close company. | Bodyguard |
Here's an important detail: she had a detail. | Bodyguard |
Here's an important detail: she has a detail. | Bodyguard |
I don't know what she thought she had to protect with that kind of hired gun. What? You say she's an international thief? Well then that makes sense. | Bodyguard |
If you catch him, you'll still have to deal with his muscle. Not any muscle on his body though, those were pretty scrawny. | Bodyguard |
She and the burly guy she rolled with looked so close, they could probably finish each other's jail sentences.entences. | Bodyguard |
She came in with a guy who looked ex-military. I steered clear, lest I become an ex-person. | Bodyguard |
She didn't say much, and the burly guy with her said even less. | Bodyguard |
She had an accessory. Not the purse like, but the knee-breakin kind. | Bodyguard |
She looked important. Or at least she was willing to hire someone to make her look important. | Bodyguard |
She rolled in with a Kevin Costner to his Whitney Houston. I-ee-I-ee-I will always remember her. | Bodyguard |
She showed up with a couple of heavies. Who to be honest, were quite lean and muscular. | Bodyguard |
She showed up with a right-hand man, who in fairness looked like he could do plenty of damage with any of his appendages. | Bodyguard |
The girl seemed insecure. Probably why she hired security. For the complements. | Bodyguard |
This guy had backup, and not the kind for his computer files either. | Bodyguard |
This lady had backup, and not the kind for her computer files either. | Bodyguard |
Who did this guy think he was, the President? Because if so, he really needed more than a one-member Secret Service. | Bodyguard |
Who did this woman think she was, the President? Because if so, she really needed more than a one-member Secret Service. | Bodyguard |
Yeah I remember him, and the guy he brought with him. They both looked so suspicious, I couldn't tell who was protecting who. | Bodyguard |
Yeah I remember him, and the guy he brought with him. They both looked so suspicious, I couldn't tell who was protecting who. | Bodyguard |
He had eyes like an oxidized Granny Smith apple. | Brown eyes |
He had eyes like tree bark, but only color-wise. Texture-wise, they were more like eyes. | Brown eyes |
He had eyes the color of a fertile field. Specifically, a freshly-plowed one. | Brown eyes |
He had real eagle eyes. Not in terms of sharpness, more in terms of below-the-neck feather color. | Brown eyes |
He had the kind of eyes people write songs about. Well, Van Morrison anyway. | Brown eyes |
He managed to look distinguished despite having the most common eye color. | Brown eyes |
Her eye color was so striking, if she were from Cleveland, they'd name a football team after it. | Brown eyes |
Her eyes were like the non-white kind of chocolate. | Brown eyes |
His eyes looked muddy, as if you had just swirled a bunch of colors together. | Brown eyes |
His eyes reminded me of Myotis lucifugus, in that they were little, creepy, and something else. | Brown eyes |
His eyes were like a brown bear, minus the bear. | Brown eyes |
His eyes were like the non-white kind of chocolate. | Brown eyes |
His eyes were like two limpid pools of mud. | Brown eyes |
His eyes were the color of coffee, which I remember because I was really tired that day. | Brown eyes |
His eyes were the most common hair color. | Brown eyes |
I looked deep into his eyes, and saw -- well, I don't remember what I saw, but it was pretty generic. | Brown eyes |
If her eyes were a last name, they could've been a three-time governor of California. | Brown eyes |
She had eyes like an oxidized Granny Smith apple. | Brown eyes |
What could brown do for this guy? See. | Brown eyes |
With looks like hers, they could have named a prominent Rhode Island university after her eye color. | Brown eyes |
All I remember is, he had plum sauce all over his shirt. I was... strangely jealous. | Chinese food |
He believed there were two kinds of people: steamed dumpling people, and fried dumpling people. When I said I didn't like either of them, he said "Eureka! A third kind of person!" | Chinese food |
He declared that he would find the perfect mu shu recipe, no matter how many alarm systems he had to disable. | Chinese food |
He had some really interesting ideas about the future of the scallion pancake. Whatever his crimes, we need more thinkers like that. | Chinese food |
He kept bringing up how much he liked bamboo shoots. Though in fairness, I'm often confused for a panda. | Chinese food |
He left me his fortune: "YOU WILL SOON ROB THE LOUVRE." Still has some crumbs in it. | Chinese food |
He let it slip that he was craving good mu shu. I should never have let it slip that I secretly sell exactly that. | Chinese food |
He not only talked the talk, he seasoned my wok. Then he took all my cash. | Chinese food |
He showed up drinking green tea with orange sauce all over his face. Together, I guess that makes brown tea-sauce. | Chinese food |
He was wearing one of those beer hats, but the bottles were filled with egg drop soup. That guy knew how to party. | Chinese food |
Her food was like her dedication to theft: hungry for more an hour later. | Chinese food |
I don't know if she had military training, but she was very familiar with General Tso. | Chinese food |
I offered him broccoli, but he insisted on bok choi. Is it strange that I offered the broccoli? Or that I had the bok choi? | Chinese food |
Oh I remember him, he was carrying about a dozen of those little white cardboard take-out containers. Though he said at least half of them were full of diamonds. | Chinese food |
She had some really interesting ideas about the future of the scallion pancake. Whatever her crimes, we need more thinkers like that. | Chinese food |
She left me her fortune: "YOU WILL SOON ROB THE LOUVRE." Still has some crumbs in it. | Chinese food |
She let it slip that she was craving good mu shu. I should never have let it slip that I secretly sell exactly that. | Chinese food |
She said she'd chosen a life of crime based on a dispiriting fortune cookie. | Chinese food |
She said, "on a night like this, what I really need is a half-dozen hot-and-sour soup options." | Chinese food |
She showed up drinking green tea with orange sauce all over her face. Together, I guess that makes brown tea-sauce. | Chinese food |
She was wearing one of those beer hats, but the bottles were filled with egg drop soup. That woman knew how to party. | Chinese food |
The girl had dumplings stashed in every pocket. She was like a walking Dim Sum. | Chinese food |
The guy was good with numbers. I think he knew which noodle dish every one of them stood for on that giant menu. | Chinese food |
Close your eyes. That's what his hair looked like from really close up. | Dark hair |
Do you have a box on that checklist for hair? Because hers was dark. | Dark hair |
Do you have a box on that checklist for hair? Because his was dark. | Dark hair |
Gal had hair like a new moon. Makes you wonder if it was also sacred to Mayans. | Dark hair |
Hair-wise, I'd describe him as a cross between a panther and a sinkhole. | Dark hair |
He had hair like a brightly lit room, with all the lights off. | Dark hair |
He had hair like the night sky, complete with stars made of dandruff. | Dark hair |
He looked like he'd just got out of a coal mine. Or at least, his hair did. | Dark hair |
Her hair absorbed light like her pockets absorbed my money clip | Dark Hair |
Her hair reminded me of ebony from the deepest recesses of the earth, but maybe a little more brown. | Dark hair |
Her hair was the color of demon's ichor, or really rich chocolate. Hm, now I'm double-hungry. | Dark hair |
His hair absorbed light like his pockets absorbed my money clip. | Dark hair |
His hair was the color of demon's ichor, or really rich chocolate. Hm, now I'm double-hungry. | Dark hair |
I heard someone call him raven-haired. Didn't see any scalp-beaks, though. | Dark hair |
I'd say his hair was pretty close to full-on black, but of course I couldn't say for sure without my light meter. Wait, where are you going? | Dark hair |
It looked like her hair was always in the shadows. Real criminal underworld material, if you ask me! | Dark hair |
It looked like his hair was always in the shadows. Real criminal underworld material, if you ask me! | Dark hair |
It's hard to describe her hair color. It was almost like every color at once. | Dark hair |
Judging by his hair, he was up to some real back-alley business. I'm talkin' real shady. | Dark hair |
She had hair the color of cola. Or was it diet cola? | Dark hair |
Sorry, but I couldn't make out the color of his hair through all the blackness. | Dark hair |
You know that drink, really hot, contains caffeine, comes from beans? Yeah, his hair was like that. I'd remember the word if I weren't so tired. | Dark hair |
Ever heard the expression "all hat, no cattle?" Well this guy certainly fit the first part. No idea if he has any cattle. | Floppy Hat |
Every time he stopped moving, his hat took a good 10 seconds to follow suit. | Floppy hat |
Frankly, it's hard to trust anyone with their faces so shadowed by their hat. | Floppy hat |
He was wearing a 10 gallon hat, and all 10 appeared to be filled with Jello. | Floppy hat |
He was wearing what the French would call un grand châpeau. | Floppy hat |
Her hat seemed to have a life of its own! | Floppy hat |
His choice of headgear cast a particularly large shadow. | Floppy hat |
His choice of helmetry seemed droopy. I wonder if there was anything wrong with it. | Floppy hat |
I couldn't get a good look at her face -- just her brim. | Floppy hat |
I like a nice, firm hat, that stands tall. I didn't like this girl's hat. | Floppy hat |
I once read a children's book about a famous cat. This girl shared a taste in apparel, but she appeared less fun-loving. | Floppy Hat |
I once read a children's book about a famous cat. This guy shared a taste in apparel, but he appeared less fun-loving. | Floppy hat |
I remember him favoring headwear that looked like an open flower. A crime flower! | Floppy hat |
If hats were handshakes, his would be untrustworthy. | Floppy hat |
I'll never forget what was on her head. Mainly because it hung all the way down to her knees. | Floppy hat |
I'll never forget what was on his head. Mainly because it hung all the way down to his knees. | Floppy hat |
It was impossible to make eye contact with him, what with his headborne accessory always getting in the way. Another opportunity for human connection, lost. Hey are you busy later? | Floppy hat |
She kept trying to hide her face. Or at least, her hat did. Does that make it an accomplice? | Floppy hat |
She showed up in the kind of headgear that made you think she was compensating for something. | Floppy hat |
That hat was impressive. Too bad about the face beneath it. | Floppy hat |
When I saw that the brim of his hat covered his eyes, I couldn't help but feel distrustful towards him. | Floppy hat |
Whoa, there was a GUY under that hat?! | Floppy hat |
Dressed like that, I'd guess she was on her way to the opera, or to a Siberian fortress, or to agitate an animal rights activist. | Fur coat |
He must have just had a long night. It looked like he'd had to crawl inside an animal for warmth and never got out. | Fur coat |
He seemed cold. Either that, or he was unusually attached to his outerwear. Maybe it was once his pet raccoon dog. | Fur coat |
He seemed like a real wolf in sheep's clothing. Except his clothing may actually have been wolf. | Fur coat |
He seemed uncomfortable in his skin, but quite comfortable in something else's skin. | Fur coat |
He was sweating buckets. Either because he knew you were tracking him, or because of that serious pelt on his body. | Fur coat |
He was wearing the kind of outerwear you don't want to get wet, unless you've lost your sense of smell. | Fur coat |
Here's something you can add to the list of things he stole: the luxurious mane of a mink. | Fur coat |
Here's something you can add to the list of things she stole: the luxurious mane of a mink. | Fur coat |
I can't believe this guy would have the gall to wear the kind of coat he wore, instead of supporting the fake-fur industry. | Fur coat |
I can't believe this woman would have the gall to wear the kind of coat she wore, instead of supporting the fake-fur industry. | Fur coat |
I know that some local animal-rights demonstrators had just thrown a can of paint on her coat. I had to resist saying "that's what I call a coat of paint!" | Fur coat |
I saw her and thought, why not just wear a nice trench coat? At least that's a victimless coat! | Fur coat |
If his coat had a name, it would definitely be Harry. Sorry, that's just how I think. | Fur coat |
My dog growled at her coat -- this pooch here's got strong hunting instincts but can't always tell when something's still alive. | Fur coat |
She was sweating buckets. Either because she knew you were tracking her, or because of that serious pelt on her body. | Fur coat |
What he was wearing could only be described as "lustrous." I had a strong urge to comb it. | Fur coat |
When he first walked in, I though, "Oh my goodness, a bear!" Though it would have been more accurate to have mistaken him for a man-sized chinchilla. | Fur coat |
Yeah, I judged him for what he was wearing. But then, my second cousin was a luxuriously furred sable. Long story. | Fur coat |
You want to talk about luxury? Let me tell you about what he was wearing to keep warm. No, not a priceless painting. Though that would admittedly be more luxurious. | Fur coat |
From what I saw, if you do catch her it'll be one more in a long line of bad draws. | Gambling |
From what I saw, if you do catch him it'll be one more in a long line of bad draws. | Gambling |
He bet me five dollars I couldn't guess where he was headed next. Then he quickly bet me ten dollars I'd take the bet. | Gambling |
He bragged that your odds weren't very good. Then he bet on you for the bigger payout. | Gambling |
He had a real poker face, by which I mean, the way your face looks after years of poker addiction. | Gambling |
He looked up at the sun and grumbled something about wishing he were still in the casino. | Gambling |
He said he always bet on black. And green. And red. And whichever other colors you were allowed to bet on. | Gambling |
He said he wasn't used to being in a place with so few mirrors, so many clocks, and no cards to count. I told him I had a couple in my wallet, if that helped. | Gambling |
He seemed taken aback when I didn't offer him free drinks just for being here | Gambling |
He was the kind of guy who wouldn't commit to a crime unless he knew the Vegas odds of success. And that includes casino heists in Vegas. | Gambling |
He was very distracted. He kept checking his fantasy football team, his fantasy hockey team, his fantasy fantasy team-owner team, and his fantasy slot machine. | Gambling |
I'd give you good odds that this lady was calculating the odds on everything she saw. And putting money on anything in her favor. | Gambling |
If you're going to catch him, you'd better have an ace up your sleeve. Because he'd stuffed a bunch into his pant legs. | Gambling |
Not only did she say she was on a crime spree, she was making bets on the over-under for how much she would steal. | Gambling |
She said she always bet on black. And green. And red. And whichever other colors you were allowed to bet on. | Gambling |
She said she had to see a man about a horse, then stopped and dropped a thousand bucks at the race track on her way to the bathroom. | Gambling |
She said she was only stealing so she could invest the loot in the next crime to try to double her money. When I saw her, she was down to a plastic cup full of nickels. | Gambling |
She said, "let's make this interesting," and then put money down on whether I knew what she meant by that. | Gambling |
She seemed taken aback when I didn't offer her free drinks just for being here. | Gambling |
Well if you don't catch him, a loan shark probably will. From what I saw, he's pretty much an injured loan seal. | Gambling |
When you catch him, you should check his pockets. He kept saying he had kings in there! | Gambling |
Based on what I saw, you're looking for a woman with eyes like pineapple fronds. In terms of color, not spikiness. | Green eyes |
Between you and me, assuming I'm yellow and you're blue, were her eyes. | Green eyes |
Between you and me, assuming I'm yellow and you're blue, were his eyes. | Green eyes |
He had eyes like jade, and a suspiciously large number of stones like jade. | Green eyes |
He had eyes the color of cornflowers. Well, the stems at least. | Green eyes |
He showed me he had eyes the color of money. It was a pretty rich metaphor. | Green eyes |
Her eyes were like the very grass we're standing on. Yes, I planted grass here in preparation for that simile. | Green eyes |
Her eyes were like two grasshoppers. Not just in color: they were unnervingly jumpy. | Green eyes |
Her eyes were the color businesses want to be to appeal to eco-conscious young folks. They also looked recyclable, but maybe that's just me. | Green eyes |
Her eyes were the color of a popular canned vegetable spokesman, though they were anything but jolly. And also average-sized. | Green eyes |
His eyes were like the very grass we're standing on. Yes, I planted grass here in preparation for that simile. | Green eyes |
His eyes were the color of my mother's thumb. My mother was a gardener, you see. | Green eyes |
How are you going to find this guy? You look totally inexperienced! Come to think of it, so did his eyes. | Green eyes |
How are you going to find this woman? You look totally inexperienced! Come to think of it, so did her eyes. | Green eyes |
I had a good look at his eyes. To paraphrase a famous frog, it's not easy being that color. | Green Eyes |
I was jealous of his eye color, which was certainly appropriate. | Green eyes |
I would describe his eyes as a mix between the color of emeralds, and the color of the cash you get from fencing emeralds. | Green eyes |
If eyes are the windows to the soul, this guy had some pretty lush vegetation growing in his soul. | Green eyes |
Just looking at this girl made me feel ill. Actually her eyes were the color of my face at the time. | Green eyes |
Just looking at this guy made me feel ill. Actually his eyes were the color of my face at the time. | Green eyes |
Leaves! The girl's eyes were the color of leaves! In the summer, of course. I suppose autumn doesn't really narrow it down. | Green eyes |
She had eyes like jade, and a suspiciously large number of stones like jade. | Green eyes |
You know, his eyes reminded me of a lush rainforest. I wonder if they also contained exotic medicinal cures! | Green eyes |
He had a colorful personality, and equally colorless hair. | Grey hair |
He had a lot more youthful energy than his hair would suggest. And let me tell you, it was pretty suggestive hair. | Grey hair |
He had hair so silvery, he'd have stolen it if it weren't already his. | Grey hair |
He had hair the color of Gandalf, when he was still only sort of incredibly powerful. | Grey hair |
He had what I would describe as "the most grizzled possible hair." He can put that on the movie poster if he wants. | Grey hair |
He was slate-headed, and come to think of it was also carrying a slate. On which he'd sketched a very convincing self-portrait | Grey hair |
Her hair was monochromatic, and I mean that in the most achromatic possible way. | Grey hair |
He's led a stressful life, judging by the color of his hair. That or he's just too lazy to get it dyed. | Grey hair |
How do I put this? He had hair like the goose most likely to sell vodka. | Grey hair |
I'll tell you this much: if her hair were a woman from history, it'd have ruled England for 9 days in 1553. | Grey hair |
Once I saw her hair I had to stop myself from asking how old she was. No particular reason, it's just a problem I have in social situations. | Grey hair |
She had hair like a freshly-burned pile of documents revealing her next destination. | Grey hair |
She had hair the color of overcast skies. Kind of ruined my day, to be honest. | Grey hair |
She had salt-and-pepper hair, though to be clear I'm not saying I'd use her hair to season food. You'd be surprised how many people jump to that conclusion. | Grey hair |
She had the hair of someone who's been around the block, or at least of someone with a lot of dye and a need to look distinguished. | Grey hair |
She had what I would describe as "the most grizzled possible hair." She can put that on the movie poster if she wants. | Grey hair |
She was all steely locks, and steely lockpicks. | Grey hair |
She was slate-headed, and come to think of it was also carrying a slate. On which she'd sketched a very convincing self-portrait. | Grey hair |
She's led a stressful life, judging by the color of her hair. That or she's just too lazy to get it dyed. | Grey hair |
You know how some hair is a little brown and a little blonde, or a little red and a little auburn? Well, hers was a little black and a lot white. | Grey hair |
You know how some hair is a little brown and a little blonde, or a little red and a little auburn? Well, his was a little black and a lot white. | Grey hair |
You might think he's evil, but judging by his hair he's of a more ambiguous morality. | Grey hair |
He looked like a stone cold killer. Of weeds and other garden pests. Otherwise he seemed quite gentle. | Horticulture |
He said he was "planting the seeds" for "something big," then explained he was referring to his pumpkin garden, and wasn't quite sure why he was using air quotes. | Horticulture |
He showed up carrying a hand trowel, a garden hose, canvas gloves, and a mini-rake. But you say he's a thief? I guess you could use that stuff to rob a very timid bank teller. | Horticulture |
He spoke at length about keeping carrots out of the eggplant rows and segregating the turnips from the rest of the garden. I think he was a bit Root-ist. | Horticulture |
He told me he knew of eleven secret herbs and spices that you could grow as part of a relaxing and productive pastime. | Horticulture |
He wanted to know where to buy fertilizer, though he smelled like he had plenty of it. | Horticulture |
He was the first person I've ever seen with a mobile compost pile. Good place to hide stolen lettuce, right? | Horticulture |
He was training bees to do his bidding. Not sure what crime involves pollinating his flower garden, though. | Horticulture |
I could tell he was digging around for something. Probably the best place to plant a row of petunias. | Horticulture |
I thought he was smuggling drugs, but it turned out those little packets were full of tulip and marigold seeds. Unless that's some kind of drug I don't know about. | Horticulture |
In the criminal landscape, he was the one who planted the seeds of chaos. And the literal seeds, also. | Horticulture |
In the criminal landscape, she was the one who planted the seeds of chaos. And the literal seeds, also. | Horticulture |
Like Mary, Mary, she was quite contrary, and she spent a good deal of time worrying about how her garden grows. | Horticulture |
She is a growing threat. And by that I mean, a threat that grows things. | Horticulture |
She looked like a stone cold killer. Of weeds and other garden pests. Otherwise she seemed quite gentle. | Horticulture |
She said she was "planting the seeds" for "something big," then explained she was referring to her pumpkin garden, and wasn't quite sure why she was using air quotes. | Horticulture |
She spoke at length about keeping carrots out of the eggplant rows and segregating the turnips from the rest of the garden. I think she was a bit Root-ist. | Horticulture |
She told me she knew of eleven secret herbs and spices that you could grow as part of a relaxing and productive pastime. | Horticulture |
She was concerned about greenhouse gases. Not the kind that warm the earth, the kind that her dog emitted if it started rooting around in her greenhouse. | Horticulture |
She wasn't afraid to call a spade a spade, or a telescopic bypass lopper a telescopic bypass lopper. | Horticulture |
Spending five minutes around this guy got me pretty excited about planting bulbs and tubers. The excitement wore off when I looked at a potato. | Horticulture |
Spending five minutes around this lady got me pretty excited about planting bulbs and tubers. The excitement wore off when I looked at a potato. | Horticulture |
The girl had a green thumb-- figuratively. Her actual thumbs were the color of the rest of her hands. Does that help you sketch her? | Horticulture |
The woman was twisted. I saw her hanging tomato plants upside down. Maybe she was torturing them to admit whether they were fruits or vegetables. | Horticulture |
With those dirt stains all over her pants, she looked like she had just come back from burying something valuable. I'm thinking goldenrod. | Horticulture |
At first I thought he was bowing respectfully, then I realized he just had bad posture. For a second there, I felt so flattered! | Hunched body type |
Boy did he slouch. Probably the last person I'd nominate to carry a stack of important books from this room to the next on his head, and I'll swear to that in court. | Hunched body type |
He complained about never being let on to amusement park rides. I told him maybe he should try standing up straight. | Hunched body type |
He seemed sad at first. Then I saw him smiling and I realized it was just his posture that made him look depressed. | Hunched body type |
He walked like he had a cane, even though he didn't. So disappointing! I'm something of a cane enthusiast. | Hunched body type |
His back had a mighty hump. Could probably store a lot of extra water in there. | Hunched body type |
His posture made me think he would have benefited from a lumbar brace. | Hunched body type |
I had to lean down to hear what she was saying. She was saying, "If you want to hear me, you'll have to lean down. I can't straighten up higher than this." | Hunched body type |
I thought he was searching for something on the ground, but it turned out that was just his posture. Still, he did find a rare bottle cap. | Hunched body type |
I told her to fix her posture, and she glared at me like I was probably the thousandth person to tell her that | Hunched body type |
If doing the limbo allowed you to bend forward, she'd be a natural for it. Shame it doesn't; maybe if she'd been a hit at parties she wouldn't have turned to crime. | Hunched body type |
If his posture is anything like his criminal lifestyle, good luck trying to straighten this guy out. | Hunched body type |
I'm not one to judge, but he had terrible posture. Wait, I am one to judge; I'm a physical therapist! | Hunched body type |
Let's just say I don't think it's going to take her much effort to keep her head down. | Hunched body type |
Look, go easy on the lady when you catch her. She had the posture of a Notre Dame bellringer. | Hunched body type |
Looked to me like he suffered from kyphosis, but I'm not a doctor, so I can't know for sure. | Hunched body type |
Looked to me like she suffered from kyphosis, but I'm not a doctor, so I can't know for sure. | Hunched body type |
She complained about never being let on to amusement park rides. I told her maybe she should try standing up straight. | Hunched body type |
She walked like she had a cane, even though she didn't. So disappointing! I'm something of a cane enthusiast. | Hunched body type |
So he's an international thief? He was so bent over, I imagine he'd have trouble stealing things from high shelves. | Hunched body type |
He had a pretty innovative frozen custard recipe. The main innovation was the way he stole it from its creator. | Ice cream truck |
His wheels had this scary picture of a clown on the front. Not the way I take my frozen dessert, thank you very much. | Ice cream truck |
My advice? If you want to catch this girl, chill. Then you'll be acclimated to the temperature of her ride's walk-in freezer. | Ice cream truck |
No way, you're investigating the frozen dessert guy? I knew Rocky Road wasn't supposed to have shredded bank records in it. | Ice cream truck |
Oh, that guy? You say he's an internationally-wanted criminal? Well then it's EXTRA weird that his van's calliope was playing "I Fought the Law." | Ice Cream Truck |
Oh, that woman? You say she's an internationally-wanted criminal? Well then it's EXTRA weird that her van's calliope was playing "I Fought the Law." | Ice cream truck |
One taste of his Chocolate Peanut Crunch and I was in heaven. By the time I recovered, my ATM card was in his pocket. | Ice cream truck |
She had a pretty innovative frozen custard recipe. The main innovation was the way she stole it from its creator. | Ice cream truck |
She must be really fond of ice cream - why else would she drive that truck? I didn't see her selling any of it! | Ice cream truck |
She told me she had a plan to make a mint. Then she gestured at the rest of her flavors and said that's what had been missing. | Ice cream truck |
Some people sell fro-yo, but after tasting his, I'm pretty sure it was fraud-yo. | Ice cream truck |
The amount of mint chip he went through in this neighborhood, you'd think his vehicle ran on it. Which I guess it did, in a paying-for-gas sort of way. | Ice cream truck |
The neighborhood kids loved this girl, even after their houses got burgled. Must've been some chipwich. | Ice cream truck |
The way he drove around, you could hear him coming a mile away. Especially if you had a sweet tooth. | Ice cream truck |
The way she drove around, you could hear her coming a mile away. Especially if you had a sweet tooth. | Ice Cream Truck |
When he drove away, it was like the circus left town. Or at least, the part of it that sold concessions. | Ice cream truck |
When you catch your suspect, there'll be an entire freezer-full of bomb pops in it for you. Now isn't that better than justice? | Ice cream truck |
You know how some cars come with automatic windows? Hers came with automatic soft-serve. | Ice cream truck |
You know how some cars come with automatic windows? His came with automatic soft-serve. | Ice cream truck |
You know how there are those popsicles with riddles printed on the stick? Her popsicles were like that, only the sticks came with PIN codes. | Ice cream truck |
You know, I've always had a sweet tooth. Oh! Maybe that's why I was so eager to hijack her truck! Ahem. Excuse me, I have to go. | Ice cream truck |
You know, I've always had a sweet tooth. Oh! Maybe that's why I was so eager to hijack his truck! Ahem. Excuse me, I have to go. | Ice cream truck |
You want a real scoop? Then you should have caught this girl before she left town. | Ice cream truck |
Did you know there's actually a difference between a trattoria, an osteria, and a ristorante? Because this guy did and he wouldn't shut up about it. | Italian food |
He blitzed me with what must've been a dozen opinions on pasta shapes. Took 'till the next day to notice my watch was gone. | Italian food |
He had a craving for balsamic-marinated octopus. It paired well with my craving for other company. | Italian food |
He had strong opinions about whether it was okay just to order a primi piatti, or if you had to get the secondi as well. I cut him off before he could weigh in on dessert. | Italian food |
He said he'd tried every kind of olive from Sicily to Milan. I said it was time for a new hobby. | Italian food |
He wanted a meal to complement, in his words, a "1945 Brunello di Montalcino di someone else." | Italian food |
He wouldn't let me go until I'd tried his pasta fagioli. Which, larceny aside, was its own crime against society. | Italian food |
His bolognese was incredible. Probably should've believed him when he said he'd stolen the recipe. Also, why did I try some random guy's bolognese? | Italian food |
I don't know if I've ever met a guy that into linguine alle vongole. Not even Count Vongole himself. | Italian food |
I remember him saying he could eat a meal fit for a Pope. I also remember picturing an excited Pope in a bib. | Italian food |
I thought she was carrying a weapon. Turned out her pockets were full of garlic bread and penne. | Italian food |
If she talked one more time about how much more "connected to history" she felt while rolling her own pasta, I'd have put her through the fettucini shredder. | Italian food |
I'm telling you, the guy reeked of tiramisu. | Italian food |
It was gruesome. She showed up covered in marinara sauce, like she'd just stuck a knife into someone's spaghetti. | Italian food |
She offered to feed me, but only if she could cover my table with a red-and-white checkered tablecloth first. | Italian food |
She was carrying a sack of canned tomatoes in one hand, and a much lighter sack of stolen diamonds in the other. Wonder which one she was making into sauce? | Italian food |
She wouldn't let me go until I'd tried her pasta fagioli. Which, larceny aside, was its own crime against society. | Italian food |
She wouldn't stop asking where in town was best for, and I quote, "Abbondanza!" | Italian food |
The woman had a lot of opinions about focaccia. Last time I ever ask a stranger about flatbread. | Italian food |
He did some critical work to shatter the glass ceiling, specifically by blasting through it when he took off. | Jetpack |
He flew through the air with the greatest of ease! He wore goggles and protective covering on his elbows and knees! Hm, back to the couplet drawing board. | Jetpack |
Her vehicle had a hybrid engine: both solid oxygen and rocket fuel. | Jetpack |
I didn't even know we had airspace until he violated it. | Jetpack |
I wonder if her ride had an ejector seat, given that it didn't have a seat in the first place. | Jetpack |
I wonder if his ride had an ejector seat, given that it didn't have a seat in the first place. | Jetpack |
I'd describe her means of travel as half jump belt, half Himmelstürmer. I wish there were a way to combine those names that sounded as cool as "labradoodle." | Jetpack |
Let me tell you, when she took off from here, she really took off. Didn't request tower clearance or anything. | Jetpack |
Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! It's your suspect! | Jetpack |
Oh yeah, he came through here for a second. Actually it was more like a half-second, and all I really heard was a loud FWOOSH. | Jetpack |
remember him because he refused to land in the designated zone! This is exactly why I never got on board with personal air travel! | Jetpack |
That guy was more than a one-man wrecking crew. He was a one-man airplane. | Jetpack |
The way he drove, I know I wouldn't want to be in his airspace. | Jetpack |
The way she got around, well, it really made you feel like you were living in the future. Then it made you cough for a while, thanks to the engine fumes. | Jetpack |
There was such a fuss when he landed here, no one even noticed that his engine exhaust ruined my begonias. Such is the life of the begonia enthusiast. | Jetpack |
Until you catch him, he's free as a bird. Come to think of it, he's also airborne as a bird. | Jetpack |
You know how kites fly around? She was like that, only no string, and less kite, and add a vertical-takeoff turbine engine. | Jetpack |
You should have seen the way she swooped around in the air, just like a bird, with an engine strapped to its back. | Jetpack |
Your suspect had her head in the clouds. Until she landed, anyway. | Jetpack |
A life of crime? Really? But she seemed so comfortable, with her own driver and everything. | Limousine |
Cruising around town in a car like that, I thought he was a crime kingpin. But maybe he was merely a crime dukepin. | Limousine |
Hard to believe she resorted to stealing. With wheels like those, you already look like a million bucks. | Limousine |
He drove around in one of those upper-class livery deals, the kind that looks like it has free bottles of water inside. | Limousine |
He invited me into his car for a confab, then asked the driver to roll up the window. Then we talked. Strange. I'd always thought a confab was a kind of dessert. | Limousine |
He showed up in a town car that looked long enough to fit a whole city. | Limousine |
His car came stocked with champagne, but at least he wasn't the one driving. Showed good sense for a criminal. | Limousine |
I couldn't tell if he was on the way to a heist or to the prom. Either way, those photos we took together were pretty awkward. | Limousine |
If she stole the car she showed up in, she also stole the driver that came with it. | Limousine |
I'll tell you this much: seeing her fancy chauffeur made me reconsider my career choices. | Limousine |
It wouldn't be a stretch to say this woman drove a stretch. | Limousine |
It's not an inconspicuous getaway car if it's 20-feet long with two moon roofs. | Limousine |
Judging by her ride, she was either one of the richest criminals I've ever seen or was on his way back from the airport. | Limousine |
Really, that lady was a crook? Come to think of it, her chauffeur did seem underpaid. | Limousine |
She didn't just have valet parking; she had valet driving-you-around-and-adjusting-your-air-conditioning. | Limousine |
She drove around in one of those upper-class livery deals, the kind that looks like it has free bottles of water inside. | Limousine |
She showed up in a town car that looked long enough to fit a whole city. | Limousine |
She wouldn't get out of her car until her driver opened the door for her. Does that make the driver an accomplice? | Limousine |
With all the drinks trays her vehicle had, I guess it made sense for her to hire a permanent designated driver. Wish I had that kind of scratch. | Limousine |
With all the drinks trays his vehicle had, I guess it made sense for him to hire a permanent designated driver. Wish I had that kind of scratch. | Limousine |
With the car he drove, I figured he was headed to a fancy award show. Now I know what they mean when they say a nominee was "robbed." | Limousine |
When you catch him, will you ask if he prefers soft or hard corn tortillas? I forgot to ask and it's been bugging me. | Mexican |
At first I thought she was being rude, but then I realized she actually did have serious "nacho business." | Mexican food |
He had fajita stains on his fingers. Use a napkin, for Pete's sake! | Mexican food |
He offered me a bite of his chapulines, and when he told me what they were, I almost choked. | Mexican food |
He showed up with Oaxaca cheese on his chin. I pointed it out to him, and he stormed out, muttering about Tlayuda. | Mexican food |
He slathered everything with mole sauce. I was disgusted, until he assured me it's not actually made of subterranean rodents. | Mexican food |
He stormed out when I told him I didn't have any chipotle-based hot sauce. | Mexican food |
He was the kind of guy who'd eat anything as long as you put it inside a tortilla. | Mexican food |
Holy frijoles! I mean it, he stole my prized can of black beans the Pope had blessed. | Mexican food |
I thought she was calling me a gordita, and I was offended. Turns out she was just trying to order food. | Mexican food |
If I had to describe her style, I'd say "picante." I may have gotten that idea from the food she was carrying. | Mexican food |
She gave me a chile look, and then a poblano look, and then a jalapeno look. I don't know why she didn't just come out and say she liked spicy food. | Mexican food |
She liked her co-conspirators hardened and her ice cream fried. Unless I got that backwards. | Mexican food |
She said she'd do anything for a quesadilla. That's how I got her watch! | Mexican food |
She stole the whole enchilada. And didn't even offer me a bite! | Mexican food |
This guy was real cheesy. Specifically, cotija cheesy. | Mexican food |
When I asked if he played any musical instruments, he said he definitely enjoyed a good flauta. | Mexican food |
When you catch her, will you ask if she prefers soft or hard corn tortillas? I forgot to ask and it's been bugging me. | Mexican food |
Yeah, I remember her. But I'd probably remember anyone who walked in here munching on a wheel of cotija. | Mexican food |
All she could talk about was counted thread embroidery. | Needlepoint |
He joked about mixing up his wefts and warps. Maybe he was a wizard or something. | Needlepoint |
He kept eyeing my shirt-front, like he had plans to redesign it. | Needlepoint |
He kept muttering that he was the next Rosey Grier. Not for sports though, he wanted to make that clear. | Needlepoint |
He left behind this spool of thread. Think you can give it back during the arrest? | Needlepoint |
He said he was one of those people who sees patterns where none exist, but luckily he'd found a hobby that gave him an outlet for that. | Needlepoint |
He said you'd find him as easily as a needle in a haystack. Come to think of it, he used a lot of sewing metaphors. | Needlepoint |
He said, "I've been framed!" But then he held up a scroll frame. | Needlepoint |
He was bragging about his cross stitch, talk about a red flag. No I mean it: he'd sewn an exquisite red flag. | Needlepoint |
He was really into his Hungarian point stitch. A little too into it. | Needlepoint |
Her clothes were threadbare, I think because she needed the threads for her upholstery. | Needlepoint |
His clothes were threadbare, I think because he needed the threads for his upholstery. | Needlepoint |
His hobby was out there, so out there it reached all the way to the parlors of 18th-century Colonial Williamsburg. | Needlepoint |
I don't know why any woman would do so much bragging about her petit points. | Needlepoint |
I saw some of his work, and it was remarkably intricate. Oh - I mean the sewing pattern, not the international theft. | Needlepoint |
I saw some of his work, and it was remarkably intricate. Oh - I mean the sewing pattern, not the international theft. | Needlepoint |
She had me in stitches. No wait, she had a pillowcase in stitches. | Needlepoint |
She kept eyeing my shirt-front, like she had plans to redesign it. | Needlepoint |
She kept mumbling about all the patterns she was seeing. I told her to put down the needle and slowly back away. | Needlepoint |
She said her slanted stitch went back to the ancient Egyptians. I told her to go back to someone who cared. | Needlepoint |
She said she was one of those people who sees patterns where none exist, but luckily she'd found a hobby that gave her an outlet for that. | Needlepoint |
When I complimented his embroidered eyeglass case, he barked at me that it was a very specific kind of embroidery. Whatever, pal. | Needlepoint |
He carried a traveling thermos full of smoked pumpkin gazpacho. You ask me, guy like that needs to be locked up. | New American food |
He demanded to know the recipe for my cilantro-infused duck meatballs. | New American food |
He left as soon as I told him I didn't have any pastrami-cured tuna. | New American food |
He must've been a madman - who pairs langoustine with spice-roasted duck?! | New American food |
He said he was working to perfect, and I swear this is what he said, "a savory meditation on gumbo." What? Come on. Is that even food? | New American Food |
He said he would die if he couldn't find a helping of pistachio-dusted smoked-tempeh casserole. Whereas I was pretty sure I'd die if I tried it. | New American food |
He said he'd just come from the market, and I wasn't going to BELIEVE the pliability of the plums he'd bought for his deconstructed cobbler. I told him to go deconstruct himself. | New American food |
He seemed intent on doing something with two huge bags of frisee and escarole. Can't imagine what, though. | New American food |
He was ranting and raving about "deconstructed comfort food." | New American food |
He wouldn't shut up about his plans for an upscale deli sandwich truck. | New American food |
I can't tell you much about her psychological profile. Just her flavor profile: heavy on the bacon. | New American food |
I heard her muttering to herself that onions were inferior to ramps. | New American food |
I offered her some shepherd's pie, but she said she preferred it made with sweet potatoes and turkey glace. | New American food |
If he recited one more paean to the wonders of pork belly, I was going to be sick to my belly. | New American food |
I'll tell you this much: he seemed oddly affectionate toward Brussels sprouts. | New American food |
She disappeared after whispering her secret recipe for haute crawfish gumbo. I'll never look at a crawfish the same way again. | New American food |
She had some pretty out-there ideas about how many kinds of pear you can put in one salad. | New American food |
She said she'd just come from the market, and I wasn't going to BELIEVE the pliability of the plums she'd bought for her deconstructed cobbler. I told her to go deconstruct herself. | New American food |
She wanted me to taste her new recipe for New England clam chowder, but I declined, since I could already smell it. | New American food |
She wouldn't shut up about her plans for an upscale deli sandwich truck. | New American food |
Who knew there were so many ways to make a hamburger? She did. | New American food |
Between you and me, he would have put a glass screen coated in enzymes that made it impossible for anyone to listen in from outside with directional mics. | Paranoia |
Every time I tried to reason with him, he told me I was "talking math" and then buried his face in a foil bag. | Paranoia |
He asked if I was wearing a wire. But my glasses are obviously tortoise-shell! | Paranoia |
He asked me to deny that he was ever here. Is it too late to do that? | Paranoia |
He gave me a pamphlet, then accused me of being part of the International Brotherhood of Pamphlet Takers. | Paranoia |
He kept looking around for "bugs." Didn't matter that I'd just had the exterminator in. | Paranoia |
He kept looking around like someone was watching him. Which frankly made it a lot easier to keep tabs on him. | Paranoia |
He kept muttering that "they" were out to get him. Well if it were me, I'd be flattered. | Paranoia |
He seemed to think the whole world was plotting against him. Which is why I thought he was an actor. | Paranoia |
He thought someone was waiting for him around every corner. Really shouldn't have let him into my octagonal room. | Paranoia |
He was an endless font of curiosity. At least that's how I interpreted his constant demands to know what I "had on him." | Paranoia |
His t-shirt said "The truth is out there." In truth, I think he was just really out there. | Paranoia |
Huh, guess you really are out to get him. | Paranoia |
If I heard him mention a conspiracy one more time, I was gonna report him to the Illuminati. | Paranoia |
I'll tell you this much: he refused to drink my tap water and wore an "anti-magnet" bracelet. | Paranoia |
She asked me to deny that she was ever here. Is it too late to do that? | Paranoia |
She gave me a pamphlet, then accused me of being part of the International Brotherhood of Pamphlet Takers. | Paranoia |
She kept talking about "shadowy forces." I told her here, we call those trees. | Paranoia |
You know how some days you feel like the world's out to get you? That was how he described his year. | Paranoia |
You know how some days you feel like the world's out to get you? That was how she described her year. | Paranoia |
You should've heard this woman's conspiracy theories. Did you know Interpol was predicted by the Mayans? | Paranoia |
He walked like he had a cane, even though he didn't. So disappointing! I'm something of a cane enthusiast. | Peg leg |
He was a criminal? I had him pegged. Of course, after he lost that limb, he also had himself pegged. | Peg leg |
He was a real stick-in-the-mud. Well, one of his legs would have been if he were walking on a muddy field. | Peg leg |
He was surprisingly graceful for a man whose lower body was about 50% wood composite. | Peg leg |
He was the kind of person who you want to kick in the shin, if one of them wasn't guaranteed to bust your toe. | Peg leg |
He wasn't just a criminal, he was a criminal accessory. At least that leg was. | Peg leg |
I hope you take this guy down a peg. Which in his case would leave him one limb down. | Peg leg |
I would describe him as stiff and wooden. At least one of his lower limbs, that is. | Peg leg |
If you want to catch this guy, you're going to have to do the legwork. But here's a clue: one of them is made of wood. | Peg leg |
I'll never forget the sound of him walking: "clop, clop, clop." Like a wooden-shoed, one-legged horse. | Peg leg |
Keep chasing her. She won't get too far with one limb made of hickory. | Peg leg |
She said she liked to keep her leg in shape with a daily coat of wood oil. I tried it myself, but my leg's made of the wrong material. | Peg leg |
She said, "I've never been caught, knock on wood." Then, strangely, she rapped on her shin. | Peg leg |
She seemed to have lost her leg and replaced it with the nearest available branch. Must have gone to a top-notch tree surgeon. | Peg leg |
She walked like she had a cane, even though she didn't. So disappointing! I'm something of a cane enthusiast. | Peg leg |
She was surprisingly graceful for a woman whose lower body was about 50% wood composite. | Peg leg |
She was trying to lift something, and I told her to bend at the knees. It was awkward, because she only had one of them. | Peg leg |
She wasn't just a criminal, she was a criminal accessory. At least that leg was. | Peg leg |
The guy was tough as nails. I think I saw a few of them sticking out of his pant leg. | Peg leg |
The way he walked, I couldn't help myself. I had to ask if his favorite side of a boat was "starrrrboard." | Peg leg |
There was something about the way he walked. Something that said, "I'm a few joints short." | Peg leg |
With that lower-body accessory, I could have sworn she was a pirate, but then I reminded myself not to stereotype. | Peg leg |
Birds of a feather stick together, so judging by the company he kept I guess this guy had feathers. | Pet raven |
Did you know he runs around with a bird on a leash? Wonder if the airlines charge extra for that. | Pet raven |
Did you know she runs around with a bird on a leash? Wonder if the airlines charge extra for that. | Pet raven |
He asked me if I had any mealworms for his friend. Didn't make any sense until he took the curtain off the cage he was carrying. | Pet raven |
He had such beady little eyes. I guess it's true that some people start to look like the animals they keep. | Pet raven |
I couldn't tell who was really calling the shots: him, or that bird riding shotgun on his topcoat. | Pet raven |
I didn't want to rattle this lady's cage, but I was pretty sure the bird she was carrying in it was dead. | Pet raven |
I don't want to crow, but I know the distinction between her companion and a crow. | Pet raven |
I told him we have a strict "no animals" policy, so he tied his bird up outside. | Pet raven |
I wanted to show him some footage I'd taken of the center of the planet, but he said, "No thanks, I have a corvid right here." Get it? | Pet raven |
If you find her, hand her this bill for all the cleanup I had to do on my statuary, will you? She needs to toilet-train that bird. | Pet raven |
If you find him, hand him this bill for all the cleanup I had to do on my statuary, will you? He needs to toilet-train that bird. | Pet raven |
It looked like he'd stolen something from the Tower of London, though it could have just flown away itself. | Pet raven |
One look at this guy and I knew he was ravin' mad. Or mad for ravens. What's the expression again? | Pet raven |
She had such beady little eyes. I guess it's true that some people start to look like the animals they keep. | Pet raven |
She walked around with one of those smart feathery whatsits -- a blackbird? A crow? No, it was a third name I can't remember. | Pet raven |
Some-people are raven-haired, right? Well she was raven-shouldered. | Pet raven |
That guy was for the birds. Seriously, he was a passionate advocate of corvid rights. | Pet raven |
The lady was impressive. I'd never seen anyone else teach their animal companion to shake claws. | Pet raven |
To be honest it was hard to hear anything he said, owing to the giant bird on his shoulder. | Pet raven |
He had white hair. At least I think he did. A lot of it seemed to be crawling around. | Poor hygeine |
I suggested a breath mint, and when he opened his mouth to respond, I fainted. | Poor hygeine |
Once you've gone that long without shaving, you may as well just live with the beard gerbils. | Poor hygeine |
She asked to borrow a nail clipper, but her nails were so gross, I told her she needed a hacksaw. | Poor hygeine |
She had white hair. At least I think she did. A lot of it seemed to be crawling around. | Poor hygeine |
There were grass stains all over her knees. And face. And teeth. | Poor hygeine |
There were grass stains all over his knees. And face. And teeth. | Poor hygeine |
As soon as she walked in, I saw a cockroach. She apologized, saying they usually stay in her socks. | Poor hygiene |
Based on the smell, I could have sworn he had 6 or 7 armpits. | Poor hygiene |
He asked if there was a good place to eat nearby. I suggested whatever was stuck to his shirt. | Poor hygiene |
He had a cool green decal on his chest. On closer inspection, it was mold. | Poor hygiene |
He left hours ago, but his cheese odor felt like hanging out. | Poor hygiene |
I asked him the last time he'd had a shower. He said he hosted his sister's wedding shower 6 months ago. | Poor hygiene |
I couldn't tell if he was wearing a sweater or if his body hair just had food-crust polka dots. | Poor hygiene |
I'd say she never combed her hair, but there was a comb in it that looked like it had been stuck there since 1997. | Poor hygiene |
My memory's a little muddy when it comes to his face, perhaps because it was covered in mud. | Poor hygiene |
She asked if there was a good place to eat nearby. I suggested whatever was stuck to her shirt. | Poor hygiene |
There was something stuck in his teeth. I think it was a whole roast chicken. | Poor hygiene |
There were grass stains all over her knees. And face. And teeth. | Poor hygiene |
There were some holes in her corduroys. Unless those were her legs, and the holes were dried half-and-half. | Poor hygiene |
This guy may be hard to take down. He was clearly impervious to toothbrushes. | Poor hygiene |
Wherever she was going, she needed to wear layers. At least to cover up the neck filth. | Poor hygiene |
At first I thought she was flying the Chinese flag over her head, but then I looked closer and it was just her hair. | Red hair |
Based on her hair I'd guess she had a fiery personality, so please don't tell her we talked. | Red hair |
Do you happen to have any freshly boiled lobster? I've been craving some ever since I saw her hair. Guess I should see someone about that. | Red hair |
Got a riddle for you: what's black and white and red all over and actually now that I think about it, just red and not at all black and white? Her hair. | Red hair |
He had the hair of Erik Thorvaldsson. In color, that is. He didn't have his actual hair. | Red hair |
He had these great-looking, vivid burgundy locks. Pretty good-looking burgundy keys, too. Turns out that's what he'd used to break into my place. | Red hair |
He should have been embarrassed by his hair. Which, come to think of it, was the color of embarrassment. | Red hair |
His hair reminded me of cherries, or strawberries, or something-else-that-color-berries. There should really be more kinds of berries. | Red hair |
His hair was fire-engine... hm, I can't remember the color of a fire engine. But it was definitely that color. Green? | Red hair |
I remember her hair being purple, but that might have been during my brief experiment with blue-tinted sunglasses. | Red hair |
I wonder if he gets his hair cut by a professional, or if he just hires Moses to part it. | Red hair |
If her hair had a last name like "Buttons" or "Skelton," it could make it as a 1940s comedian. | Red hair |
I'll tell you this much: if I ran a fire station it'd be in her best interest to avoid it, because I'd probably keep trying to douse her hair. | Red hair |
Look, I'll just solve this case for you right now. He had red hair. That should narrow it down to about one percent of humanity. | Red hair |
Look, I'll just solve this case for you right now. She had red hair. That should narrow it down to about one percent of humanity. | Red hair |
Picture a single drop of human blood - that was the color of his hair. Now that we've got that out of the way, will you subscribe to my poetry journal? | Red hair |
Roses are red / violets are blue / his hair was like one of those things / see if you can guess which. | Red hair |
She had the flaming head of someone who'd just set their hair on fire. But don't be fooled by my vivid description: it was just regular hair. | Red Hair |
She had the hair of Erik Thorvaldsson. In color, that is. She didn't have his actual hair. | Red hair |
She should have been embarrassed by her hair. Which, come to think of it, was the color of embarrassment. | Red hair |
You're in luck, I clipped a lock of his hair. Here it is, the color of polished garnet. Now can you take off your hat for a second? | Red hair |
He almost hit me with his wheels and I was like, "Dude! Control your bajaj!" | Rickshaw |
He called his ride a "phat phati." I can't imagine that's good for its body image. | Rickshaw |
He drove something that was half-car, half-bike, and 100% blocking me in. What a jerk. | Rickshaw |
He drove up in a really small vehicle. Couldn't have fit more than three people, maybe four, depending on if he wanted to charge fares. | Rickshaw |
He was weaving in-and-out of traffic in that little motorized vehicle of his. Probably causes as much road-rage as theft-rage. | Rickshaw |
Her vehicle was smaller than a car, but needed more gas than a bike. Based on what people around me said, I think it's called a "watch where you're going!" | Rickshaw |
I called her ride a motorized bicycle and she looked at me like I was some kind of small-frame engine-powered transport racist. | Rickshaw |
I couldn't believe it! He was driving next year's flagship Bajaj! I'd get one myself, but I don't need the ego massaj. | Rickshaw |
I remember thinking, "Tut-tut. That's no way to park a tuk-tuk." | Rickshaw |
I remember thinking, "where'd this girl learn to drive, the streets of Bangalore?" But I must have said it out loud, because she answered, "yes." | Rickshaw |
I'd describe her car as one wheel in front, two wheels in back, three priceless works of art in the trunk. | Rickshaw |
If you've ever wondered what cabs look like before they grow up, ask your suspect. He drove a baby taxi. | Rickshaw |
I've always wondered what would happen if you combined a regular car and a Vespa, and now that I've seen his vehicle I can finally get a real hobby. | Rickshaw |
She had the most adorable means of transport. I wonder if she tuk-tuks it in at night. | Rickshaw |
The girl was a thief! Seriously, I took a ride across town in her mototaxi and the meter ended up at half my year's salary. | Rickshaw |
The thing he drove was like a golf cart, kind of, but somehow came across more glitzy. I know, I was surprised too. | Rickshaw |
With that three-wheeled buggy-thing he was driving, I could have sworn he was an eco-nut. Turned out it ran on gas, and belched it. | Rickshaw |
With that three-wheeled buggy-thing she was driving, I could have sworn she was an eco-nut. Turned out it ran on gas, and belched it. | Rickshaw |
You know those two-wheeled carts people used to pull through the streets of old Japan? She had one of those, only pulled by an engine. Another job lost to the machines. | Rickshaw |
He asked if I needed any "stale fish." Before I could say no, he'd jumped off that table and done a twisty heel-side grab with his back hand. Then he just rolled out of here. | Skateboard |
He asked if I wanted to grind, and I told him no thank you, this was a historical landmark and the handrails were not his plaything. | Skateboard |
He asked where the closest half-pipe was, and then he half-jogged, half-rolled there. | Skateboard |
He had probably the only vehicle that's ever been capable of being kicked up into your hands. Oh, except for the kick-a-copter. | Skateboard |
He kept asking if I wanted to see his toeslide, and I kept declining because it sounded like a medical thing. | Skateboard |
He skidded to a stop and then kicked his ride up into his hands. It was probably the coolest thing I've ever seen, though for reference, I mostly garden. | Skateboard |
His foot-driven mode of transport seemed a bit archaic. Though I suppose it was more advanced than just feet. | Skateboard |
If you want to pick this gal out in a crowd, look for a helmet and elbow-pads. Then on her forearms, look for road-rash. | Skateboard |
If you want to pick this guy out in a crowd, look for a helmet and elbow-pads. Then on his forearms, look for road-rash. | Skateboard |
I'll tell you this much: he couldn't have driven up and down the side of a swimming pool like that in a car. | Skateboard |
I'll tell you this much: she couldn't have driven up and down the side of a swimming pool like that in a car. | Skateboard |
It was like a surfboard with wheels, I tell you! But smaller and kind of curved up at the ends! Is there a word for that? There'd better not be, because I'm coining "slopy surfcar." | Skateboard |
Ollie! Kickflip! Reverse Ollie! He didn't know any of those tricks, he mostly just rolled. | Skateboard |
She asked if I needed any "stale fish." Before I could say no, she'd jumped off that table and done a twisty heel-side grab with her back hand. Then she just rolled out of here. | Skateboard |
She asked where the closest half-pipe was, and then she half-jogged, half-rolled there. | Skateboard |
She did a 180 the moment she crossed the threshold. But that wasn't nearly as impressive as the 720. | Skateboard |
She had some pretty incredible lip tricks. Oh, I just realized how that must have sounded. | Skateboard |
She rolled in here and asked if I had any griptape. Which of course meant I had to ask her for a dictionary. | Skateboard |
Surf's up for your suspect! Only it's an ocean of concrete. | Skateboard |
The way she glided around on that thing, it was like no staircase and/or railing was gonna stop her. | Skateboard |
You should've seen the art she had on her deck. Seriously, it explicitly laid out her escape plan. | Skateboard |
Your perp rolled with a pretty rough scene. So rough it was made of asphalt. | Skateboard |
He looked like he could squeeze through an air duct, but at his weight, the air may have blown him away. | Slim |
A stiff breeze could've blown her away. Though I guess a breeze could blow me away too, if it were stiff enough. | Slim body type |
Ever heard of a pot belly? This gal had a pan belly. | Slim body type |
First thing I noticed was that she's built like a reed. I play the clarinet, you see. That's why I noticed. | Slim body type |
He had a lean and hungry look. Emphasis on hungry. He could definitely stand to gain a few pounds. | Slim body type |
His build reminded me of that famous poker player, Amarillo. | Slim body type |
I bet he's a pretty skilled crook. The way he's built, he probably has no trouble squeezing into tight places. | Slim body type |
I commented on his narrow waist, and he narrowed his eyes at me as well. | Slim body type |
I would say that she takes up a lot less space inside a hula hoop than most people | Slim body type |
If her alibis are as thin as she is, you'll catch her soon. | Slim body type |
I'll give you the straight skinny: she was exactly that. | Slim body type |
She asked me for a toothpick, but I'd say she was already built like one. | Slim body type |
She had a lean and hungry look. Emphasis on hungry. She could definitely stand to gain a few pounds. | Slim body type |
She looked like she'd been on a strict diet for her entire life. | Slim body type |
She might be hard to find. That woman could successfully hide behind a lamppost. | Slim body type |
She really could have used some more meat on her bones. She just seemed so frail. | Slim body type |
She was a waif with a body like a wafer that would waffle with the slightest waft of wind. Try saying that five times fast. | Slim body type |
The woman was built like a pencil. You think she was packing lead? | Slim body type |
Dusky. Dusty. Ashen. Her eyes were an average of those three things. | Smoky eyes |
Goodness! Call the fire department! Those were my exact words upon seeing her eyes. | Smoky eyes |
He had eyes that could set you on fire. No wait that's not right. He had eyes that looked like they'd been set on fire. | Smoky eyes |
He had eyes the color of every actor and actress who ever acted in a black-and-white movie. | Smoky eyes |
Her eyes had the leaden tone of, well, lead. My apologies if you were expecting a more creative memory. | Smoky eyes |
Her eyes reminded me of London fog. Though she didn't like it when I turned on my portable fog light. | Smoky eyes |
Her eyes were cinereous. Or were they cinereal? Wait, I think they might have been cineroid. Why do I even bother learning big words? | Smoky eyes |
Her eyes were so striking that I tried to write a poem about them, but all I could think of that rhymed with their color was "Okey dokey." | Smoky eyes |
Her eyes would've set my smoke detector off if I'd had it with me, which of course I didn't. | Smoky eyes |
His eyes looked like someone had failed to prevent a forest fire. | Smoky eyes |
His eyes were so striking that I tried to write a poem about them, but all I could think of that rhymed with their color was "Okey dokey." | Smoky eyes |
I had to look away from his eyes so that mine wouldn't die from inhalation of his. | Smoky eyes |
I would describe her eyes as "slate," but only after consulting a thesaurus. | Smoky eyes |
I would describe his eyes as "slate," but only after consulting a thesaurus. | Smoky eyes |
If eyes were hair, his would be distinguished. | Smoky eyes |
If his eyes had musical talent, they'd be lead singer of the Miracles. | Smoky eyes |
I'll never forget her eyes, because I never forget anything that desaturated. | Smoky eyes |
She had eyes that could set you on fire. No wait that's not right. She had eyes that looked like they'd been set on fire. | Smoky eyes |
She had the most unforgettable pair of grey eyes. Sorry, second-most unforgettable pair of grey eyes. | Smoky eyes |
Through the grey mists of her eyes, I thought I could glimpse the future. Then she asked me not to stare so closely into her retina. | Smoky eyes |
When I saw him, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. They'd all migrated to his eyes. | Smoky eyes |
All she could talk about was valve gears. All I could talk about was how she needed a new hobby. | Steam robotics |
Did you know there's something called a steam donkey? He told me he built one to carry a satchel of steam-coffee. | Steam robotics |
Did you know there's something called a steam donkey? She told me she built one to carry a satchel of steam-coffee. | Steam robotics |
Do you have any idea what the Carnot cycle is? Because that was how she explained the flow of money from my cash register to her giant burlap sack. | Steam robotics |
He didn't leave any fingerprints, but his boiler-powered contraption left plenty of claw-prints. Guess it's time to invest in some claw-gone spray. | Steam robotics |
He had devised the most ingenious metalwork contrivance, powered by naught but a scalding froth! It nearly caused me to ingest my own monocle. | Steam robotics |
He had grandiose plans to build a perfect replica of the Automatic Man. I hope he succeeds, so he can meet something with more personality than him. | Steam robotics |
He kept bragging that he knew every stage of a four-stroke engine. I'd guess he also knew every stage of romantic rejection. | Steam robotics |
He seemed hurt when I didn't want to see his schematics for a miniaturized Watts engine. | Steam Robotics |
He showed me schematics for the most ingenious engine-cylinder mechanism. Then he showed me another set of schematics, detailing how he stole the first set. | Steam robotics |
He was convinced that copper gears result in better overall engine torque, but that just isn't my experience for anything other than entry-level automaton construction. Some people are just amateurs. | Steam robotics |
He was nursing a burn on his forearm, and said that he'd gotten it from a boiler. But he did also say the boiler had apologized. | Steam robotics |
He waxed poetic on the virtues of the fireless locomotive. I waxed the hood of my regular car and told him to go away. | Steam robotics |
I can't say he had the most accessible hobby, given how excited he was to build a coal-fired autonomous hobby accessor lift. | Steam robotics |
I had a four-hour debate with the guy on the merits of cross compounds vs. tandem compounds vs. angle compounds. Maybe that's why my headache is still compounding. | Steam robotics |
It was hard to hear what he was saying, what with his giant bag of copper pipes and steel gearshafts all clankin' around. | Steam robotics |
Oh yeah, this guy. We had such an awkward conversation, but he got along really well with my hydraulic toaster. | Steam robotics |
She had devised the most ingenious metalwork contrivance, powered by naught but a scalding froth! It nearly caused me to ingest my own monocle. | Steam robotics |
She showed me schematics for the most ingenious engine-cylinder mechanism. Then she showed me another set of schematics, detailing how she stole the first set. | Steam robotics |
She waxed poetic on the virtues of the fireless locomotive. I waxed the hood of my regular car and told her to go away. | Steam robotics |
The way he talked about piston-driven machinery, I half expected him to don a giant tophat and aviator goggles, then alight for the skies in his copper-tube airship. | Steam robotics |
This guy was convinced he could build a machine to play soccer like a human. I told him maybe he should build a machine that cared. | Steam robotics |
He had a larger-than-life presence, though it was mostly from his width. | Stocky body type |
He was as stout as an oak. Hey, do you think there could ever be half-tree half-men? Wait, come back! | Stocky body type |
He was built like a bowling ball. But not one you'd want to bowl with, because his arms and legs would affect the roll. | Stocky body type |
He was built like a wrecking ball? More like an airplane! | Stocky body type |
He was like a little teapot, short and stout, but without the aromatic, soothing contents. | Stocky body type |
He was on the heavy side. You're not going to tell him I said that, are you? I prefer to avoid confrontation | Stocky body type |
He'd roll down a hill if you pushed him. Not that I'm advocating that: I believe in the criminal justice system. | Stocky body type |
I don't know what he filled out more fully: the questionnaire I gave him, or his outfit. | Stocky body type |
If you were fattening her up to eat her, you'd already have succeeded. Er... not that I'm advocating cannibalism. | Stocky body type |
I'm guessing that she had to buy two seats on the flight she took out of the city. | Stocky body type |
Judging from her physique, her personal trainer is the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. | Stocky body type |
Never again will I fail to think of him when I chance to visit a rotunda. | Stocky body type |
Not too tall, not too thin. I guess I should be more direct and say: she's short and chunky. | Stocky body type |
Oh I remember your suspect, he really stood out in a crowd. At least, he took up a lot of space in one. | Stocky body type |
She looked like someone you don't want to go up against in a pie-eating contest. | Stocky body type |
She'd roll down a hill if you pushed her. Not that I'm advocating that: I believe in the criminal justice system. | Stocky body type |
The girl was built like a brick house. A very short one with no chimney. | Stocky body type |
The guy was built like a brick house. A very short one with no chimney. | Stocky body type |
There's no polite way to say it: she was husky. | Stocky body type |
You know how birds famously have small bones? Yeah, this girl was the opposite of that. | Stocky body type |
You've heard of six-pack abs? Well, this woman was packing a keg. | Stocky body type |
First he skipped words, and then he skipped town. | Stutter |
He had trouble finishing most words when he talked to me. | Stutter |
He said he once stole Lionel Logue's notes from his sessions with King George VI, and put them to good use in his own therapy. | Stutter |
He said his musical idol was Scatman John, because he overcame the same impediment he had. | Stutter |
He talked a mile a minute, but didn't get many actual words out. | Stutter |
He told me he suffered from alalia syllabaris, though it took him a while to finish telling me that. | Stutter |
He was a man of few words. Not by choice, though. | Stutter |
He was more comfortable singing his questions at me than speaking them. Apparently that's a common way to overcome his impediment. | Stutter |
I said something about her speech impediment, but she thought of it more as a speech opportunity. | Stutter |
She couldn't get a sentence out. Eventually we just used sign language. | Stutter |
She had trouble finishing most words when she talked to me. | Stutter |
She must have had a thing for consonants, because she kept repeating them. | Stutter |
She said her musical idol was Scatman John, because he overcame the same impediment she had. | Stutter |
She said she belonged to the organization founded by Malcolm Fraser and Dr. Charles Van Riper. | Stutter |
She said she once stole Lionel Logue's notes from his sessions with King George VI, and put them to good use in her own therapy. | Stutter |
She shared a certain impediment with Marilyn Monroe, James Earl Jones, and Carly Simon. | Stutter |
She talked a mile a minute, but didn't get many actual words out. | Stutter |
She told me she suffered from alalia syllabaris, though it took her a while to finish telling me that. | Stutter |
She was a woman of few words. Not by choice, though. | Stutter |
She was more comfortable singing her questions at me than speaking them. Apparently that's a common way to overcome her impediment. | Stutter |
The way he talked reminded me of Moses, though his promised land sounded a lot like a bank vault. | Stutter |
There was something halting about the way she talked. | Stutter |
When he spoke, I suggested he get out of crime and start beat-boxing for an a capella group. | Stutter |
Words to her were like hurdles. She kept tripping over them. | Stutter |
You could tell he had a lot to say, but he had some trouble saying it. | Stutter |
A lot of people talk to their dogs. But until this guy I'd never seen anyone ask for stock tips. | Talks to animals |
A pigeon alighted on his shoulder, then he whistled something and it whistled back and before I knew it they were exchanging phone numbers. | Talks to animals |
He could have been a mole. He certainly talked like one. | Talks to animals |
He didn't strike me as a stool pigeon, but I did see him pull up a stool next to a pigeon and chew the fat. | Talks to animals |
He pointed out a mounted policeman and said the horse was his informant. | Talks to animals |
He spent the whole time barking into his cell phone. | Talks to animals |
He told me a bunch of times that cops were pigs. Then he told a bunch of pigs he was running from the cops. | Talks to animals |
I didn't talk to him, but you might want to interview that goldfish. | Talks to animals |
I saw her in the park feeding squirrels. But first, she asked them for their order. | Talks to animals |
I told her she looked happier than a pig in slop. She replied that she'd talked to many a pig that said slop was overrated. | Talks to animals |
If I didn't know any better, I'd say he and my cat engaged in a substantive debate about the tax code. | Talks to animals |
It was almost like she knew what that stray cat was thinking when it said, and I quote, "hiss." | Talks to animals |
She clearly had a monkey on her back. It was easier to hear it whisper that way. | Talks to animals |
She could have been a mole.She certainly talked like one. | Talks to animals |
She spent the whole time barking into her cell phone. | Talks to animals |
She told me a bunch of times that cops were pigs. Then she told a bunch of pigs she was running from the cops. | Talks to animals |
She was a real Dr. Doolittle. | Talks to animals |
When I asked where he got his info, he said, "a little bird told me." Strange thing is, he seemed serious. | Talks to animals |
You know how there are horse whisperers? She was an everything whisperer. | Talks to animals |
He asked if there was a doctor around who treated sport-related joint injuries. And it wasn't Squash Knee. | Tennis |
He asked where he could buy tennis balls, so I pointed him to the sports boutique down the street. | Tennis |
He complained about the service around here, then said more people should be using topspin. | Tennis |
He gave me a backhanded compliment, which was nice - I've been working on my backhand. | Tennis |
He grunted every time he swung his arms. | Tennis |
He had a can of fuzzy green balls that he opened with a "pssh" sound. | Tennis |
He said he didn't respect any judge's authority, unless they were sitting in a high sideline chair. | Tennis |
He was a real Open guy. Told me all about the US, Australia, France, and England. | Tennis |
I remember that we started talking at the same time, she said "let!", and then we started over. | Tennis |
She asked if there was a doctor around who treated sport-related joint injuries. And it wasn't Squash Knee. | Tennis |
She asked where she could buy tennis balls, so I pointed her to the sports boutique down the street. | Tennis |
She complained about the service around here, then said more people should be using topspin. | Tennis |
She said she didn't respect any judge's authority, unless they were sitting in a high sideline chair. | Tennis |
She said she was working on her drop shot. But she said it in a shifty way. | Tennis |
She tracked a bunch of clay in here. Where'd she get that? | Tennis |
She wanted me to meet her in an alley. But I had to bring a partner, or it'd be out of bounds. | Tennis |
She was carrying a tennis racket. If it were me I'd have left that at the hotel. | Tennis |
She was less worried about your dragnet than the court's net. | Tennis |
She was making a racket. It was ambitious - I'd only ever seen someone restring one. | Tennis |
She was the only person I've ever met who claimed her bracelet was athletic gear. | Tennis |
When I asked for her name she said, "Bjorn Borg. Just kidding, but he is my hero." | Tennis |
When I asked for his name he said, "Bjorn Borg. Just kidding, but he is my hero." | Tennis |
When I said she was over the line, she yelled, "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS! YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" for ten minutes. | Tennis |
When she showed up, she had to duck to get through the door. | Towering |
You want my opinion, he was tall enough to warrant a second pair of pants. | Towering |
Birds kept confusing her for a telephone pole. Can't imagine her dry-cleaning bill. | Towering body type |
Ever seen one of those clowns on stilts? He was like that, only without stilts, and not quite as terrifying. | Towering body type |
He was a skyscraper of a man. I wonder how the view was from the top. | Towering body type |
He was huge. I'd guess his pants length is 45. And that's cuffed. | Towering body type |
He was the kind of guy who has to pay attention to clearance signs written for vehicles. | Towering body type |
I don't know why she went into crime. She could have made a fortune helping people reach things on their top shelves. | Towering body type |
I saw her holding a receipt from a Big n' Tall store, for the latter reason. | Towering body type |
I would liken him to film's most infamous inferno, except he wasn't actively on fire at the time I saw him. | Towering body type |
I'd describe him as statuesque, but it maybe more accurate to say Washington Monumentesque. | Towering body type |
If his posture is anything like his criminal lifestyle, good luck trying to straighten this guy out. | Towering body type |
If I were her, I'd really install a blinking red light on my forehead. After all, helicopters are everywhere. | Towering body type |
She had her head in the clouds. Not in a rude way though, she couldn't help it. The clouds were low that day. | Towering body type |
She was tall, and I mean tall. I don't think I could make myself more clear. | Towering body type |
The top of my head came up to her bellybutton. And to be frank, I was impressed with how clean it was. | Towering body type |
When he showed up, he had to duck to get through the door. | Towering body type |
When I saw her, I asked, "How's the weather up there?" Apparently, it was raining non-amusement. | Towering body type |
When she walked in, she blocked out the sky. I considered joining her syndicate just to save on sunscreen. | Towering body type |
You know how some people walk around with their heads in the clouds? She did that literally. | Towering body type |
He talked about his eating habits and I sort of automatically felt judged. Then I drowned my anxieties in chicken wings. | Vegan |
The guy was so militant, he wouldn't even let a chicken cook him dinner. Seems like a waste of a perfectly talented chicken. | Vegan |
He looked at my leather jacket with what I can only describe as disdain. What, they're supposed to make it out of tofu? | Vegan food |
He refused to eat animals of any kind. I'm not sure animals would give him the same consideration. | Vegan food |
He said he would die if he couldn't find a helping of pistachio-dusted smoked-tempeh casserole. Whereas I was pretty sure I'd die if I tried it. | Vegan food |
He seemed pretty high on drinking only almond milk, until I described the brutal workings of almond-milking machines. | Vegan food |
He talked about his eating habits and I sort of automatically felt judged. Then I drowned my anxieties in chicken wings. | Vegan food |
I never imagined I'd meet a guy so convinced, and I quote, of "the wonders of nutritional yeast." I had to eat three hot dogs before I stopped shaking. | Vegan food |
I never thought I could hear too much about quinoa. I ENJOY quinoa. But this lady, this lady talked too much about quinoa. | Vegan food |
I take pride in being on top of the food chain. She took pride in avoiding it altogether. | Vegan food |
I take pride in being on top of the food chain. He took pride in avoiding it altogether. | Vegan food |
I was eating a hamburger when he was here and he gave me a total stink-eye. Pretty ironic, given that afterward he cracked open a kombucha. | Vegan food |
Oh yeah, we traded recipes for mock-pork faux-tacos. He had a great tip for getting the elasticity out of wheat germ by -- hey, come back! I haven't told you the tip! | Vegan food |
Oh, I remember her! You have no idea how rare it is to find someone who shares my views on raw kale eggless ravioli with soy-tomato glaze. And those views are as positive as the dish is flavorless. | Vegan food |
She said she was strictly herbivorous. I responded that I was strictly ambivalent. | Vegan food |
She said she would die if she couldn't find a helping of pistachio-dusted smoked-tempeh casserole. Whereas I was pretty sure I'd die if I tried it. | Vegan food |
She seemed pretty high on drinking only almond milk, until I described the brutal workings of almond-milking machines. | Vegan food |
She spoke at length about keeping carrots out of the eggplant rows and segregating the turnips from the rest of the garden. I think she was a bit Root-ist. | Vegan food |
She was the kind of girl who was so high and mighty about livestock rights, it made you want to invest in groundbreaking research proving vegetables suffer when you cook them. | Vegan food |
She was very specific: no eggs, no milk, no cheese, no meat. That was when I decided: no friendship. | Vegan food |
The woman was so militant, she wouldn't even let a chicken cook her dinner. Seems like a waste of a perfectly talented chicken. | Vegan food |
Until I met her, I had no idea someone could feel so strongly about tempeh. So I would describe her as tempeh-mental. | Vegan food |
When he questioned my turkey sandwich, I asked him who made him the turkey boss. His reply was 'millions of turkeys.' | Vegan food |
You'd better watch out for this guy: he told me he was an avowed seitan worshipper. | Vegan food |
You'd better watch out for this woman: she told me she was an avowed seitan worshipper. | Vegan food |
I felt at ease with him, because his eyes represent harmony in Chinese painting. I had some time to look things up on the Internet. | Violet |
All around the mulberry bush, you'd see mulberries the color of her eyes. | Violet eyes |
All around the mulberry bush, you'd see mulberries the color of his eyes. | Violet eyes |
Can I say he had mauve eyes? I've never used that adjective before and to be frank it makes me a little bit nervous. | Violet eyes |
Can I say she had mauve eyes? I've never used that adjective before and to be frank it makes me a little bit nervous. | Violet eyes |
He had an unusual eye color. Unless he was wearing red contacts over blue irises. In which case, I'd say he was just an unusual guy. | Violet eyes |
He had what I'd describe as violent eyes, minus the "n." Turns out, that makes a big difference. | Violet eyes |
Her eyes were what you might find at the end of a mnemonic rainbow. | Violet eyes |
His eyes were roughly the same color as the haze that took Jimi Hendrix somewhere interesting. Uh, that kind of stuff's not in your jurisdiction, is it? | Violet eyes |
I felt at ease with her, because her eyes represent harmony in Chinese painting. I had some time to look things up on the Internet. | Violet eyes |
I hope that when you catch this woman, it means her captivating amethyst eyes stop haunting my memories. | Violet eyes |
I thought she'd been punched in the eye, but it turned out that color was natural, not the result of a few days of bruising. | Violet eyes |
I wanted to write a poem about her eyes. Did you know that there is NO word that rhymes with "purple?" | Violet eyes |
I'll say this much: if his eyes were prose, they'd be overdone. | Violet eyes |
It's funny that you're "pursuing" her, given that her eyes are perse. | Violet eyes |
It's funny that you're "pursuing" him, given that his eyes are perse. | Violet eyes |
Let's just say, if I had a job looking at his eyes all day, I'd describe it as a plum job even if it were unpleasant. | Violet eyes |
Looking into his eyes, I had a deep desire for a piece of grape gum. | Violet eyes |
Navaho code talkers would refer to her eyes as "dinl-chi." Your office has code-talkers, right? | Violet eyes |
She had eyes like Elizabeth Taylor. Not sure if she had the two rows of eyelashes though. | Violet eyes |
She had eyes the color of lavender, and I could swear they had the scent of lavender too. Put it this way: she's got a strong personal brand. | Violet eyes |
With eyes that color, I thought she was descended from Roman royalty. | Violet eyes |
Everything she was wearing was recycled. Her hat was made out of used pants, and vice-versa. | Zero carbon footprint |
He asked me directions to a place he could buy carbon offsets for asking directions. | Zero carbon footprint |
He had a photo album full of pictures of wind turbines. Said he took them with a solar-powered camera. | Zero carbon footprint |
He insisted on using one of those forks made of compressed potatoes, then used it to eat a meal of corn-based cutlery. | Zero carbon footprint |
He kept trying to fit public water fountains with tiny hydroelectric generators. | Zero carbon footprint |
He rode a bicycle until he had generated enough pedal power to charge a car battery. Then he drove to the recycling center. | Zero carbon footprint |
He wanted to know if I was a local. I was afraid that meant he was considering eating me. | Zero carbon footprint |
He was the first person I've ever seen with a mobile compost pile. Good place to hide stolen lettuce, right? | Zero carbon footprint |
He went around unplugging everyone's phone charger. Guess he had some sort of outlet fetish. | Zero carbon footprint |
He wouldn't let me talk to him until he was sure I was local. | Zero carbon footprint |
He wouldn't turn on the air conditioning unless it was powered by geothermal heat. | Zero carbon footprint |
I think even his clothes were made of soy. I bet tofu would make nice cushiony socks. | Zero carbon footprint |
She insisted on using one of those forks made of compressed potatoes, then used it to eat a meal of corn-based cutlery. | Zero carbon footprint |
She sped away in her car, leaving a plume of frying oil. It was the first time a getaway ever made me hungry. | Zero carbon footprint |
She was the first person I've ever seen with a mobile compost pile. Good place to hide stolen lettuce, right? | Zero carbon footprint |
She went out back and planted a tree, saying it would make up for the flight she took to get here. | Zero carbon footprint |
When she saw I had a gas generator, she plugged in a machine that made solar panels. | Zero carbon footprint |
When she turned the lights off, I thought she was trying to hide her face. Turns out she was trying to offset her morning toast. | Zero carbon footprint |
When this guy had an idea, a compact fluorescent popped up over his head. | Zero carbon footprint |
You'd think it would be hard to pull off heists when you're that dedicated to carpooling. | Zero carbon footprint |
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