compliments are good
If we were marooned on an island, I'd be very sad when I had to eat you.
You’d win the Saturday Kitchen omelette challenge.
In a fight, you could beat two sharks, a bear and five ducks.
You're smoother than Barry White in silk pyjamas operating a floor buffer.
You're better than free wifi.
If you were bacteria, you'd be the good kind.
You're my kind of weird.
At the hairdressers, people just point at you and say 'like that'.
You're like a match. Small and fiery.
Parkinson called. He wants his chat back.
Things I wish I could be: Ninja. Astronaut. You.
I like your face.
Every time you smile, a kitten is born.
You have the best dance moves. They're both great.
You're the first person I'd look for after an apocalyptic event.
If you tried, you could probably be quite famous.
You're more supportive than a sports bra.
You're classier than Sir Patrick Stewart playing a grand piano on a yacht in Monaco.
When you make tea, it's like a holy elixir. With biscuits.
You always get the most pub quiz answers right.
You're not big and clever.
You're small. And clever.
I once looked at your bum. I regret nothing.
If I had my way, they’d put a blue plaque up everywhere you went.
You're a glass of water after a long run.
When my life flashes before my eyes, I hope it's mostly you.
You're my favourite person to be hungover with.
You're wise and all knowing, like a mighty owl. But you're still always late.
You are wonderfully odd.
You're the hero Gotham needs.
You're perfectly layered. Like a lasagne.
You're a chocolate Hobnob in a jar of Rich Teas.
You are the last minute goal in the cup final.
You’re weird but I like you.
I love you more than tea.
You're a Michelin Star human.
You're wise and all knowing, like a mighty owl.
8 out of 10 cats prefer you.
You're the hero Bonnie Tyler needed.
Your Twitter feed could win the Booker Prize.
You’re the human equivalent of a bank holiday.
You're in my top 5 humans of all time.
You're the person my mum hopes I end up with.
You've really nailed being a human. Good job.
I admit it. You're funnier than me.
You should be everyone’s specialist subject on Mastermind.
You are a terrible cook. But a brilliant human.
You are more adorable than a baby panda riding a sneezing piglet.
The best things come in tall packages.
Thank you for tolerating my family.
You are small and I like it.
You're more lovable than a baby hippo in a onesie.
If you were a dinosaur you'd be a Legendasaurus Rex.
You could be a part-time model.
I'd follow you into battle. Or to the shops. Or just on Twitter. Up to you.
You are a walking high-five.
You are tall. I like it.
You're tougher than my wifi password.
You're cooler than the other side of the pillow.
Your hair is sleek and glossy like the mane of a mighty stallion.
I want to build a nest in your beard.
Thanks for stepping into conversations when I say something awkward.
You’re a lot more intelligent than you look.
I like that when you see a dog you point at it and say "dog".
Without you the world would have fewer people in it.
People talk about how nice you are behind your back.
Your mum says you're caring, kind, thoughtful and sweet. But she does still prefer me.
You're really good at making sandwiches.
You're the bee's knees, the cat's pyjamas, the pheasant's bowtie.
Stop. Looking. So. Good. People are trying to get on with their lives around here.
I'd clean the hair out of the plughole for you.
You’re better than a perfectly ripe avocado.
Thanks for always getting us to the airport 4 hours early.
I'd be scared to play you at Scrabble.
Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No. It's you, you massive legend.
So why not send one to a friend?