Isolated insult thread.

[parodyluvr75]

Do you want people to accept you the way you are or do you want them to like you?

 

[InternationalFunboy]

Is this like a roast?

*taps mic*

So what's with this parodyluvr75?? You taint thumper....I could remove most of your good looks with a moist towelette. Your birth certificate was actually a letter of apology from Trojan Condoms. We all sprang from apes but you didn't spring far enough. Your breasts are like cold lumpy bags of oatmeal and your vagina is mounted wrong. Hey you have something on your chin, third one down...whoops, it's DEEZ NUTS.

Thank you good night!!

 

[pink]

I'm terrible are insults.

 

[InternationalFunboy]

IFB is terrible at insults.

If you had said that....you'd be doin' alright.

 

[parodyluvr75]

Is this like a roast?

*taps mic*

So what's with this parodyluvr75?? You taint thumper....I could remove most of your good looks with a moist towelette. Your birth certificate was actually a letter of apology from Trojan Condoms. We all sprang from apes but you didn't spring far enough. Your breasts are like cold lumpy bags of oatmeal and your vagina is mounted wrong. Hey you have something on your chin, third one down...whoops, it's DEEZ NUTS.

Thank you good night!!

Hahaha!

Special thanks to internationalfunboy whose jibes made this all possible. His family tree is a cactus because everyone on it is a prick. He's very good looking, just ask him. But seriously the only problem I have with his face is I can see it. I'm only left pondering one question, what sexual positions produce the ugliest offspring? Sadly his mom hasn't messaged me back with the answer yet. She did tell me the only way he could get laid is to crawl up a chicken's butt and wait.

But really he knows I love him, even if I wasn't born with enough middle fingers to let him know how I feel about him.

 

[thør]

A Classic.

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.

You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.

I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Mr. Grinch.

Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.

The three words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote:

Stink! Stank! Stunk!


You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch.

Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss.
Mr. Grinch.

You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce!

 

[fluffPE]

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
Mr. Grinch.

You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.

You're a monster, Mr. Grinch.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
Mr. Grinch.

I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.

You're a vile one, Mr. Grinch.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
Mr. Grinch.

Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.

You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.

The three words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote:

Stink! Stank! Stunk!


You're a rotter, Mr. Grinch.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splotched
With moldy purple spots,
Mr. Grinch.

Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.

You nauseate me, Mr. Grinch.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked hoss.
Mr. Grinch.

You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool sandwich
With arsenic sauce!

I can't believe you just said that to me.

 

[Fata Morgana]

I can't believe you just said that to me.

Twat.

 

[fluffPE]

Twat.

Cunt!

 

[Fata Morgana]

Cunt!

Fecker!

 

[thør]

I can't believe you just said that to me.

I could have called you an EE.

Cunt!

So easy....

 

[InternationalFunboy]

Hahaha!

Special thanks to internationalfunboy whose jibes made this all possible. His family tree is a cactus because everyone on it is a prick. He's very good looking, just ask him. But seriously the only problem I have with his face is I can see it. I'm only left pondering one question, what sexual positions produce the ugliest offspring? Sadly his mom hasn't messaged me back with the answer yet. She did tell me the only way he could get laid is to crawl up a chicken's butt and wait.

But really he knows I love him, even if I wasn't born with enough middle fingers to let him know how I feel about him.

HA! Well played, lovely hen. Don't let it go to your head, it's already so big you have to step into your shirts!

But onto a far more serious topic, Fata Morgana. If you're going to be two-faced let's at least make one of them pretty k darling? Last time I saw a face like that I fed it a banana! Some people are blessed enough to drink deeply from the fountain of knowledge...Fata just gargled. All kidding aside, she's truly one of the funniest men here. 'Til next time!

 

[MichaelinChina]

my all time favourite:

You're not worth a wank.

 

[Lancecastor]

I wouldn't piss on you if you were on fire.