The Surrealist Compliment Generator

[compared2what?]

Oh, honey, don't feel bad. Come sit by me. You are the Ayatollah of confusion on the night of Divali, and truly a wristwatch in a world of lumps. Okay? Here. You can use my handkerchief.

[marmot]

"Madame, your implement is admonishing me!"

[thurnundtaxis]

Marmots will stick to you in Delaware.

!

[marmot]

"Great Noble Jar Hold Sheep Goat and Bear"

[barracuda]

You, my dearest one, are the sound of one lip kissing. And I mean that.

[Searcher08]

barracuda, your dashingly colored toupee twists my right boot into a state of ennui with the speed and dexterity of many lemon meringue-coated conquistadors.

[marmot]

"And though we made it all up, it could still happen to us again."

[barracuda]

My toupee would never do that. And I can tell you don't really mean that because of your smile.

The dimples of your breasts do pucker evocatively when you smile. They do, they do.

And I happen to like it.

[Jeff]

Your intelligence attains the grand summation of molecular motion at absolute zero.

[sunny]

Jeff, Dustmites the world over love you for your feet.