Compliment a ramdom member by using the Surreal Compliment Generator...

[betty swollocks]

here:-
http://www.madsci.org/cgi-bin/cgiwrap/~lynn/jardin/SCG
So, theclaud (randomly chosen because you happen to be online right now)

Your skin sheds forth so that I endlessly crave pans of fried baclava.

 

[ianrauk]

For Coffeejo

If you behave there will be cake for the miscreants we call your brothers.

 

[twentysix by twentyfive]

You hail the calves as eloquently as any facade of Easter Island.


For Archie

 

[TVC]

Madame, your implement is admonishing me!

Must be for Speicher

 

[TheDoctor]

I'm almost afraid to say this to ttcycles :-
I do sense a complete and utter vaccuum in the space between your auricles.

*accepts slap gracefully*

 

[TheDoctor]

And this one has to be for Arch and Night Train :-
May bathtubs overflow upon your offspring.

 

[HovR]

Who's this then?

If you were a camel your humps would be esoterically bald from overuse.

 

[smokeysmoo]

Madame, your implement is admonishing me!

Must be for Speicher

Or Fnaar.

One far Fab Foodie perhaps,
My eyelids belch with effluvial afterthoughts when you tease me with gelatin and congealed chicken rinds.

 

[accountantpete]

Your eyes shine like the magnificence of Mad Doug's 10,000th post.

 

[Speicher]

You so truly know your inner plankton, it is a revelation not unlike discovering an impacted toll booth upon the plains of Patagonia.


That is for Threebikesmcginty who has been to Patagonia, I think.

 

[ComedyPilot]

For Speicher:

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

 

[Arch]

And this one has to be for Arch and Night Train :-
May bathtubs overflow upon your offspring.

And in return:


Beauty is cataplexed in contemplation of your multidimensional effervescence.

 

[Arch]

This might be for Vernon:

Your wit, your teeth, your pasty reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts.


I'm not sure if it means pasty in the pie sense though.

 

[Speicher]

Madame, your implement is admonishing me!

Must be for Speicher

For Speicher ()

Be still, my love, my watermelon rind. I am consumed with your collection of agile fans and pocked blades.

For Speicher:

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

 

[MattHB]

For @hlab

Your legs are like threads of cotton, though much thicker, and filled with weevils.