You're so bad I ran out of insults but so bad that you inspired new ones.
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Insult The Poster Before You!
- Thread starter Revoltingest
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What do you mean you ran out of insults?
You're not supposed to use them all up. You're supposed to recycle them!
What do you think would happen if we all ran out of insults? How do you think that would make everyone else feel, if there were no more insults for them? Huh?
Why can't you think of someone else, for a change?
You're not supposed to use them all up. You're supposed to recycle them!
What do you think would happen if we all ran out of insults? How do you think that would make everyone else feel, if there were no more insults for them? Huh?
Why can't you think of someone else, for a change?
You put parmesan cheese in your hair to make yourself smell cultured.
Ha! What do you know about culture, you wrassin' frassin' good for nothin' bruin!
Yer avatar looks like flower pornography!
That's not an insult...you incompetent Scot...but I repeat myself...
Yer avatar looks like not-for-free flower pornography!
Oh, yeah?
Well, your chin and your upper lip can be in two different zip codes at the same time!
Yer hide'n a Scotsman, 2 Irishmen, & a Texan under that giant dress!
Please no speaking in tongues, you easter egg painting bunny yo jimbo!
Oh, leave the poor dumb bear alone, ya sock sniff'n, weasel twist'n, mustache lubricator!
Sorry, crayon eater. No can do.
Your mother was a hamster and your father smelled of elderberries...
Cry me a river, you tadpole-swilling, shrew bait.
You have yer pants on backwards, ya fashion challenged, wide lapel wear'n, runway model wannabe!
And YOUR mother was a ham stirrer and YOUR father buried smelly elders.
Never ye mind my ancestry, sirrah! I fart in your general direction! I wave my private parts at your auntie! Now go away or I shall taunt you some more!