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