Chris Christie Quotes

Some of these people make my skin crawl.

If I hear another line dance song I think I'm going to puke.

I don't like telephones.

I hate goofballs.

Quit shouting those rerun songs at me.

I hate the word 'annoying!'

Certain things just rub me the wrong way.

Whatever. Boris, must you constantly breathe on me?

No one here likes a wet dog.

Sing!" Grandpa Smedry yelled, his voice echoing down a hallway to the right."Sing!" If he breaks into song I think I might have to strangle myself... I thought, cringing.

--but I find her personality annoying. It's like being molested by a sleeping bag that speaks in Comic Sans with little love-hearts over the i's.

At least, the sun had the decency to stay the hell away from us.

Ack! Parables. I hate parables.

It was scary how much she sounded like me sometimes. Maybe that's why she totally got on my nerves

Just throw me in my coffin now with these earrings on.

The man irritated her just like a rash.

If I hear ‘Karma Chameleon’ one more time, I swear I’m going to find Boy George and make him eat Jesse’s record. What does red, gold, and green have to do with anything anyway? (Gloria)

I don't know if there is actually more rain here in England, or if it was just that the rain seemed to be so deliberately annoying. Every drop hit the window with a peevish "Am I bothering you? Does this make you cold and wet? Oh, sorry.

You know, almost everyone is an irritant to me. I think people have forgotten what the word 'public' means. 'Public' means you're going to be irritated. It's a natural consequence of leaving one's home. You go outside, and there are people who are irritating. I'll be standing on the sidewalk, and someone berates me for smoking. I look at the person and think, but what about your shoes? How can you wear shoes like that and have the confidence to accost someone like me?

I need noise and interruptions and irritation: irritation and discomfort are a great starter. The loneliness of doing it any other way would kill me.

I couldn't give a s***! He just can't take it. Good old Jose, moaning again.

Oh, lighten up, Clark. I'm the one having scalding hot air directed at my genitals.

I wasn't sure I could make it through another hour of his company without throwing my stapler at his head.

Look guys, if you're just going to stare at me, I'm going to bed!

The only thing I hate are photo shoots. I just hate them. I don't know why I cannot stand them.