So I fed it the weirdest thing I could come up with:
"Feces. Feces everywhere. It, surrounds me and loves me, yet it drowns me. I don't know what I would do without you, and yet I don't know what I am doing with you. You are an endless pungent disease that eats away at me, yet you are made of what I've eaten. The irony is astounding, but also marvelous. As I beat off into the endless night, I think of you. I SMELL you. I need to change my trousers."
and it gave me Dan Brown