Do the sidebar comments match up eerily with your life?

“My, don’t you look dapper.”

Yep. Matches up with my life perfectly.

“Take your coat off, stay a while.”

I’m in my underpants, laying on my bed with the cover over me, and i have been here for ages. So, not really no.

Fluther always tells me I smell nice when I return home hot and sweaty from sports.

“We baked a cake for you” – I’m still waiting to see and it eat it!!!!!

Oh yes, and they ARE right, I am busy even for the Nobel Committee!

Nah, I got the “your breath smells wintry fresh” message when I came on this site in the morning—the time when that message couldn’t be more false. :\

But it was right about the fact that this site is boring without me. ;)

That colour looks great on you. Well i’m naked, but thanks for commenting on my skin tone!

“You’re glowing, absolutely glowing.” When that was on, I looked as though a bulldozer had run over me! I was ready to keel over and die and was generally in a tragically dramatic state!

I’m sure glad Fluther <3s me, I just got up and am not at my personal best, yet. Makes me happy that they care!

“You are feeling bilious” – Yes, I’d just looked at the saccharine sidebar comments. :)

“You had us at hello.”

I have that effect on people.

I do not pay attention to Jelly Fish. Especially when they are trying to get inside my head.

“Oh, it was so boring without you.” Wait, maybe I should?

There is a disturbing lack of lurve in this thread. GAs for everyone!

We kept a seat warm for you.
And guest what, when I came home from running errands and sat down at the computer….the seat was actually warm. How’d they do that. scarry!

The Nobel committee called and Fluther told them I was busy. I’ve had nothing to say to them since then. Bastards can all take a flyin’ fuck in a rollin’ dougnut!~
Next time they drink my MILKSHAKE I hope they choke!

You make us weak in the knees is not quite specific enough to be complimentary. It could be that I ran out of deodorant.

“You’re the cream in our coffee.” Well, I am white, anyway.

“You’re glowing! Absolutely glowing!” What am I, a firefly?

I had to refresh mine because it said “Thanks. You’re not half–bad yourself,” and I didn’t say or think a damn thing.

“You never cease to amaze us.” ‘Nuff said.

They’re sucking up to me now, telling me I’m their favorite. Yeah right.

When I had my picture taken this AM for a new passport, it was dramatically better than the last one. So, I do look smashing.

You.drank.my.fucking.milkshake.AGAIN.

I’ve apparently gotten smarter. Wish I could take that math exam now.