31 January 2005

What to Say to the Average Atmospherocepalic Bureaucrat in the Act of Milking a Cranial Harp

"The goats you buy shed a perfume that makes Marxism so terribly clear to me."

From M.D. Benoit I learned of The Surrealist Compliment Generator, and the above was the first result I got.

Later: "Marmots will stick to you in Delaware."

Then there's always the following (which may not work in all browsers):

And, finally, sheep poetry.