I am the little plastic car in the board game of Life.
ladder, silk stocking
I am the… uh… SPOOFE in the… err… SPOOFE of life.
No, wait.
::thinks::
I am the Greedo in the Mos Eisley Cantina of life.
I am the Ozzel in the Death Squadron of life.
I am the Tauntaun in the Hoth of life.
scout1222, that also means no one can play without you.
I am the falling tree in the Zen koan of life.
I am the Milligan in the Puckoon of life.
I am the heretic in the cathedral of life.
I am the brown shoes in the tuxedo of life. (with apologies to George Gobel)
I am the price-to-earnings ratio in the performance report of life.
toilet, mansion
Everything around me beautiful, and I always get s*** on.
I am the semicolon in the grammar of life.
skidmark, skivvies
Irony; Alanis Morisette album.
I am the disaffected hero in the Dashiell Hammett novel of life.
I am the misplaced comma in the COBOL program of life.
I am the Prostrate examination in the yearly checkup of life.
[aside] props to widdershins for the George Gobel reference.[/aside]
dingleberry/hairy butt crack
which means: it’s just ALL bad…LOL
lying down on the job?
I am the toast crumbs in the butter of life.
I am the chocolate chips in the cookie dough of life.
I am the NULL pointer in the linked list of life.
I am the plastic bag in the tree of life.
Glo-stick/rave
acid reflux/tummy
I am the Cheesecake in the Buffet of life.
I am the Down Comforter in the Log Cabin of life.
Honey
I am the second chair kazoo in the symphony of life.
I am the Xeroxed butt in the corporate fax of life.
I am the observant bystander in the crowded sidewalk of life.
I am the lint trap in the dryer of life.
I am the tooth-crunching crack in the Grape-Nuts of life.
I am the bottle of hand lotion in the bedroom of the single man of life.