Ginger & Red Head
1 year ago (10/27/2015)
God made coke, God made pepsi, God made me, oh so sexy, God made rivers, God made lakes, God made you,... well we all make mistakes.
I'm no cactus expert, but I know a prick when I see one.
I can't tell if you're on too many drugs or not enough.
I'm very careful of how I express my opinions of you because I want to put as much vituperation in them as possible.
If you don't like the way I drive, stay off the sidewalk.
Insult: Shut up.
Comeback: Make me
Comeback Insult: I don't make bullshit.
Why don't you slip into something more comfortable... like a coma.
Your mother was arrested for littering every time she dropped you off at school.
You must have been born on a highway because that's where most accidents happen.
Roses are red, violets are blue, I have 5 fingers, the 3rd ones for you.
I'd slap you, but shit stains.
Learn from your parents' mistakes - use birth control!
I'm not saying that I hate you, it's just when your mouth opens, I get an overwhelming urge wanting to rearrange your face with a shovel.
When you die, I'd like to go to your funeral, but I'll probably have to go to work that day. I believe in business before pleasure.
Your mother's got two cunts, and you're one of them.
i heard that your mom was driving in the junkyard looking for a place to dispose of you quickly
You're the best at all you do -- and all you do is make people hate you.
I failed a spelling test because they asked me how to spell 'bitch' and I wrote down your name.
If I had change for a buck, I could have been your dad!
Since my last report, your child has reached rock bottom and has started to dig.
Your mother must have had to take a double dose of laxatives to bring you into the world.
If we were to kill everybody who hates you, it wouldn't be murder; it would be genocide!
When I want your opinion, I'll beat it out of you.
Your mum and dad hated you so much, your bath toys were an iron and a toaster.
We know you could not live without us. We'll pay for the funeral.
Exactly how many times did your mother get drunk and drop you on the head as a child again? Must have been a lot, I'll tell you that.
You're so pathetic, your imaginary friend hates you.
I wasn't born with enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.
You have nothing to fear from my base instincts; its my finer ones that tell me to kill you.
You remind me of a toothache I once had.