#insults

Too bad. Game over. Insert new fucking quarter. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#humor #insults #sarcasm #anger

You don’t have the courage of a half-bred mongrel. ↗

— Patricia Briggs

#courage #humor #hunting-ground #insults #courage

Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#art

These words of yours, devoid of Christ, devoid of Spirit, are colder than ice itself, so that they tarnish the beauty of your eloquence. Perhaps they were dragged out of you, poor fellow, by fear of the pontiffs and tyrants, lest you should seem altogether an atheist! ↗

— Martin Luther

#beauty

He crouched at the care window and looked in. "What a lovely family you have. What a charming family. They're all lovely. Except for that one." His finger jabbed the glass. "That one's a bit ugly." The American stepped towards him. "What? What did you say?" "Oh, don't worry. I'm sure his personality makes up for his face. ↗

— Derek Landy

#humor #humorous #insults #random #what-the-hell

Done to death by slanderous tongue ↗

— William Shakespeare

#eulogy #insults-and-slander #death

Her majesty is one verb short of a sentence. ↗

— Jasper Fforde

#insults #put-downs #humor

Save your skin from the corrosive acids from the mouths of toxic people. Someone who just helped you to speak evil about another person can later help another person to speak evil about you. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#bad #corrosive #destroyers #destruction #detractors

Mr. Blatchford attacks Christianity because he is mad on one Christian virtue: the merely mystical and almost irrational virtue of charity. He has a strange idea that he will make it easier to forgive sins by saying that there are no sins to forgive. Mr. Blatchford is not only an early Christian, he is the only early Christian who really ought to have been eaten by lions. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#forgiveness

We both want you dead. I'm bringing the friendship bracelets to the next meeting. ↗

— Nenia Campbell

#humor #insults #sarcasm #friendship