Mine was last night. My mother and I were talking, and she tells me to clean the kitchen. I was going to do it, but I felt like complaining.
My mother: “Why don’t you clean? You’re home all day.”
Me, knowing she has me: “Hey, in my defense, I’m asleep for half the day.”
Yeah, I know it wasn’t a very valid point, but I had nothing. What was the worst argument you said when you had nothing else?
Anywho, I’m off to clean.
Oh, shut the [bleep] up you [bleep]ing stupid [bleep]. Followed by a swift kick to the testicles.
Yeah? well NER!
I don’t whether it would be best or worse, maybe both?
** Oh yeah, well CECIL said so! ** 
Here’s that know that got left out of the previous post. Can’t imagine where it went… 
Hey, blame the hampsters…bwa ha ha… 
blaming it on the Hamsters seems to be a pretty damned popular one as well.
Cite?
Yeah? Well the jerk store called and they’re out of you!!
That’s what you think!
Bwuahaha ^^^ I’m gonna save that one for future use.
I don’t have an attitude problem, YOU have a perception problem!
Well, there’s this thing called the Matrix…no, not the movie, the real one…
:rolleyes:
Yeah, well, I fucked your mom.
(This actually works, but only with pals – never say it to someone who doesn’t have a reason not to hit you.)
–Cliffy
Either:
“Well that has a simple and timely explanation which can HOLY SHIT!! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!!”
and then run away.
or:
“Yeah well YOU’RE home all day!”
and finally:
"Your honor…in my defense, I really didn’t expect to be caught.
I used to date this Italian-Catholic guy, and we had some great fights. Whenever he ran out of arguments, no matter what we were fighting about, he’d just yell, “Yeah—well, you killed Jesus!” And then we’d both laugh so hard we’d forget what we were fighting about.
My arguments these days are with my kidlets. My standard response is “Because I’m the mom”
My friend and I got into a huge argument today over whether the dogs that had just gone past were Scotties or schnausers. Since it was an argument with absolutely 0% factual content, we were having quite a time of it and not making any concessions to each other.
Finally I just said, “Well, time’s going to tell on this one.”
(For the record, it hasn’t yet.)
Wrong. They were Scotties. 
YES! That’s our two to her one, now.
We even went to a pet store and looked in a dog book without managing to advance the argument in either direction.
Oh yeah? Well…errr… OH LOOK! A THREE HEADED DOG!!
[scampers]
Shut the f— up!!