he entered the room like RuPaul on the catwalk
he entered the room like a wrecking ball with shoulder pads
he entered the room like a champagne cork

he entered the room like the threat of thunder
he entered the room as if he thought he was

     Jesus, Nelson Mandela, and all four Beatles put together

he entered the room as if it were a minefield
he entered the room as delicately as Katrina
he entered the room as friendly as frost

he entered the room as if he expected the furniture to applaud
he entered the room as if the tables and chairs knew all his secrets
he entered the room like a two-legged blowtorch

he entered the room like a meth addict
he entered the room like the Tasmanian devil
he entered the room like a bulldozer

he entered the room like a manshaped hydrogen bomb
he entered the room with all the confidence of Senator Robert Dole
he entered the room like Rihanna at Versailles4

he entered the room like a gimcrack Elvis
he entered the room as one might enter shark-infested waters
he entered the room like Captain America