Ooh . . . what a great idea. Wish I’d thought of it.
Here’s one I’ve been saving for an aquaintance of my mothers’:
“You have the attention span of a sparrow, so I suggest saving your minimal concentration powers for remembering to swallow so the water doesn’t run down your trachea instead.”
You’re a fungus without culture. I just made that one up.
Your face is reminiscient of this odorous opossum I hit that looked like so much like the spawn of Satan that I backed up several times to make sure it was dead.
If you think that I would waste my 200th post on insulting the likes of you, then you are even more dim-witted than I had been told you were.
If you were on fire and I had just finished off a Big Gulp in one minute, I wouldn’t waste my precious urine to put you out.
Why, I wouldn’t cross the street to shoo flies off your rotting carcass.
I’ve known slime molds with more personality than you.
Thanks, Mullinator. I’ve been having a bad week and I needed to get that off my chest.
You impotent masochist, you couldn’t get it up even if you understood Qadgop’s gibe or Eve bitch-slapped you for not having the guts to have a sex change. Just being on the same page as you nauseates me and every right thinking, normal citizen.
You pre-cerebral societal disorder, what’s a mistake like you even doing posting on a messageboard when you should be in electroconvulsive therapy? Did someone leave the gate unlocked again?