Inga Muscio Quotes

You suck. You suck diseased moose wang, Marcone.

Don't call me a mindless philosopher, you overweight glob of grease.

Gutless chickenshit!!!

I’m going to kick your Irish ass!

Don’t swear; fight!

Strip those clowns down to nudity, shove the chrome where they doo doo be.

I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

Shut your noise, you old c***!

Are you conceding?' he says, his mouth falling open with mock surprise. 'Seems like that serum did you some good after all...' I shove him as hard as I can. 'Take that back. Take it back now.' 'Okay, okay!' He puts up his hands. 'It's just... I'm not very nice either, you know. That's why I like you so- ' 'Out!' I shout, pointing at the door.

Kemo Sabe, kiss my ass.

And your excuse?' I asked. 'I'm a sociopath; I don't have to be nice,' Nicky said. I gave him a look. 'You're mad at him.I can feel it; which means I really don't have to be nice to him.' 'I thought you were friends.' 'What part of sociopath didn't you understand?' he asked.

The man hates your guts more than Stryker does. You’ll be lucky if he doesn’t pull your spine out through your nostrils. (Tory) Nice to have Miss Merry Sunshine back again. Any other Eeyore outlooks you’d like to share? (Acheron)

The workman cut to the left, still laying on his horn, and roared around the drunkenly weaving limousine. He invited the driver of the limo to perform an illegal sex act on himself. To engage in oral congress with various rodents and birds. He articulated his own proposal that all persons of Negro blood return to their native continent. He expressed his sincere belief in the position the limo driver's soul would occupy in the afterlife. He finished by saying that he believed he had met the limodriver's mother in a New Orleans house of prostitution.

Stick it up your crack, you warped son of a mutant b*tch!

The cuss am I? Are you cussing with me?

I'm no f****** talking to you. He's a f****** great player. Yous are f******* idiots.

A writer once asked what I'd say if I ever met my biggest hater. I paused, thought deeply and said, "Probably 'suk a dog dik, motherfuker.'"

Then why don't you go and ---- yourself.

I am here to tell you my father was right. You are a raging f..kwit. Now f..k off.

I'll show them 'love is worthless,'" Silena Beauregard grumbled as she strapped on her armor. "I'll pulverize them!

War begets war. It produces outraged and humiliated and furious people. That is almost invariably the case.

... and that's why I kicked your leg out of your leg!

Rita looked as though she would have liked nothing better than to seize the paper umbrella sticking out of Hermione's drink and thrust it up her nose.