I Write Like

This website is fun.  It's called I Write Like, and compares a paragraph you write to tell you which famous author you write like.  Here's the text I put in, just for fun:

Last week I went to the market. There I saw dead corpses of various kinds, shopping. Unlike my best friend, this I did not find to be an exagerration of reality. Instead, as I passed a young girl, who looked like she had drowned in a river, I thought to myself, "What an interesting shade of blue she has turned." The store was eerily quiet, and smelled of death, although not unpleasantly so. I could still pass between the aisles of potato chips and twizzlers without too much ado. Instead of picking up my favourite brand of shampoo that day, I decided I was in for a bit of a change. I moved past a wailing woman in chains, and as she rattled, picked up a pleasant orange-coloured bottle that said cheery things about what it would do to my hair once I got home and had a much-needed shower. The wailing woman rattled her chains angrily, again. I assumed she wanted the same shampoo I did. Too bad I took the last bottle. Why does a woman in chains need grocery store shampoo? I had no idea.