The perfect generic insult…
It takes one to know one.
The perfect generic insult…
It takes one to know one.
Th pu np, kl.
In Greece we say “The donkey called the rooster big-headed”
Where I’m from, we say,
“Shut the hell up, moron, before I whack you up side your side with a two by four with a nail sticking out of it!”
Seems to work most times.
:smack: Notice how much better it works with the right words in place?
C-O-F-F-E-E…
“That’s like (political commentator) calling (political commentator) a liar!”
I took the names out, because I’m running a bit rich on venom these days. I gotta watch myself.
Hi, I’m Mr. Kettle-
You must me Mr Pot…
Friggin Ockers
Maybe that’s a good idea in La La Land, or wherever the hell it is that you reside, but around here…not such a good idea.
(Oy, I can just imagine it. There I am, making my transfer at Newark Penn Station, when some crackwhore asks me for money. “Well, dear lady, I hope you don’t think I’m being niggardly…”
Yeah, I’m sure she’ll wait to start beating me to a bloody pulp so that I can “gently tell her the definition,” “enlighten her,” and “think up an example of another word that sounds nasty but isn’t.”
My dying utterance will be “A faggot is a bunch of sticks! A bunch of sticks!”)