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