Thursday, April 22, 2004

Dept. of Meaningless-Stuff

Compliment in a surreal way

Ay. Did the compliments dry out? Do you don't know what to say the fifth hundred time you meet the girl of your former dreams? Go to The Surrealist Compliment Generator and get some new ammo.

Man, this is the guy's best friend: "Your Hands do the work of 10,000 highly trained lesbian jumping beans." or "Certainly your trout are more proseperous to vaccuum than the flying coachmen of Czar Nicholai!" or why not You so truly know your inner plankton, it is a revelation not unlike discovering an impacted toll booth upon the plains of Patagonia. .

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