The (Random) Surrealist Compliment Generator
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I am not sure if mine was actually a compliment (albino mood?) but a great idea for putting smiles on faces during rainy grey days!!

:)

"A suburban distance lying across your chest, a purpled frock befitting the asphyxiated, cans of lima beans upon your knees, you are truly a goddess of disturbed tranquility!"

I'm willing to overlook the lima beans on my knees, but "a suburban distance"??? When I hear suburban, I think "suburban sprawl"... I don't think that being able to fit a suburb on my chest is a compliment.... not even in a surrealist mood.

"Your love is like 1000 caucasian carnivores playing mumblety peg with an eggplant."

Hmm... er... ok!

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"I've always believed that it would be up to the young people to save the Endangered Wildlife for the future." - George Adamson.

"Dustmites all over the world love you for your lovely feet."

Which... kinda sounds almost like an insult. Dusty feet indeed!

But the next one was a bit more plain speaking:
"Certainly your trout are more proseperous to vaccuum than the flying coachmen of Czar Nicholai!"
I always knew my trout were special...

Rob

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That statement is either so deep it would take a lifetime to fully comprehend every particle of its meaning, or it is a load of absolute tosh. Which is it, I wonder?
Terry Pratchett, Hogfather

Well, I can't argue with the accuracy of the thing...

Luminescence breeds in your finest moments of desperation.

Sounds very similar to the white light I often saw during the darkest essay writing hours!

Now THIS one I like

"May you always be as vivid as your hallucinations. "

The expanse of your intelligence is a void no universe could ever fill.

Definitely having a better day today!

"A time piece could not know your age"


ever get a fortune cookie like that? somewhat thought provoking?

These would make great signatures.

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by the way...I've been convicted of Gramatical Homicide, and charged 18 years to life, so don't bother telling me about all the spelling mistakes. It's already on my record.

"Tribes of primitve hunters, with rhinestone codpieces rampant, should build pyra mids of Chevy engines covered in butterscotch syrup to exalt the diastolic, inef fable, scintillated and cacophonous salamander of truth which slimes and distracts from each and every orifice of your holy refrigerator, Sears be its brand."

Sooo... butch men in sparkly thongs give sacrifices of old engine parts to the soothsaying vermin in my sears refrigerator? *sigh* Why can't I get one like Nemades has? Very awesome site though, Kitten, quite enjoyable.

You are as frightful as an engine developed solely for the countenance of sexual inuendo by country music.


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these are fun.

...Your sweet voice is like the snap of a bra strap upon a sun burnt back.

Ow, I'm not sure I want to hear that kind of voice, Kitten...

"Your higher coritcal centers ever send forth ignorant bliss and immortal contagion." I don't think they like me very much...

"Your tears evoke a taste as memorable as honey."

Aww, I am going to take that in a nice way, I wish Butch men in sparkly underwear would sacrifice cars to me!! That would definitely be a talking point at dinner!

You can have one of their lesser pyramids built out of car bits. I'm not using them, and neither is the salamander of truth, at the moment... I'm still trying to explain to my parents where the hunter-gatherers wearing rhinestones came from.

"The spark of intelligence in your blinking eyes is not unlike the glow from the teeth of an electrocuted axe-murderess." I always knew I had an electrifying gaze... ok, I'm leaving now...

The expansion (and resultant rapid cooling) of your consecrated culotte sings the golden turnip with the mulatto touch-typist in my pants.


... Oh dear.

Your mother once had eyes that shone like the legs of Mae West ..... Uncanny!

"May you ever have naked women to toss tiny pickels an coo in oblivious delight at your witty urbane opener of foreign post."

Could I swap the naked ladies for some spangly clothed butch men?

You are the Ayatollah of Confusion on the night of Divalí.

Your pharyngeal hair tickles the divine underbelly of my terrestrial erector set with saponifying liquors.

What does the second one mean?

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'We're all mad here. I'm mad, you're mad." [said the Cat.]
"How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.
"You must be," said the Cat, "Or you wouldn't have come here."
- Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures In Wonderland

Good question... Sounds... um... interesting.

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"I've always believed that it would be up to the young people to save the Endangered Wildlife for the future." - George Adamson.