In your absence I find other forms of amusement.
An oldie-but-goodie: I was browsing through the contents of my old Livejournal (you probably wouldn’t be interested), and I came across this link.
The Surrealist Compliment Generator will provide you with minutes of fun, as well as a Dali-esque turn of phrase to woo the woman (or man) in your life. After all, what woman wouldn’t swoon over compliments like this?
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!
You blink thrice warned that I can but think of the eyebrows of Richard Nixon covering a hostess of furry twinkies.
Your skin sheds forth so that I endlessly crave pans of fried baclava.
Romantic, no?
August 2nd, 2006 at 2:28 pm
No kidding…….just the type of stuff you would like to tell someone on a date…however I have heard and seen worst…so don’t worry about scaring me off.
August 2nd, 2006 at 3:19 pm
Ah, so you do read my blog?