There are several people in this world that I find unbearably obnoxious, and you are all of them.

This is an excellent time for you to become a missing person.

What he is lacking in intelligence, he more than makes up for in stupidity.

Whatever it is that is eating you, it must be suffering horribly.

You are not obnoxious like so many other people, you are obnoxious in a completely different and far worse way.

You grow on people, but so does cancer.

You have a nasty speech impediment…your foot.

You have an inferiority complex and it is fully justified.

You should do some soul-searching. You might just find one.

You would never be able to live down to your reputation, but I see you're doing your best.

You are living proof that manure can sprout legs and walk.

Talk is cheap, but that's ok, so are you.

You are not as bad as people say, you are much, much worse.

You are not even beneath my contempt.

Your mind isn't so much twisted as badly sprained.

Well, this day was a total waste of makeup.

Not the brightest crayon in the box now, are we?

A hard-on doesn't count as personal growth.

Don't bother me. I'm living happily ever after.

I started out with nothing & still have most of it left.

I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me.

I've found Jesus. He was behind the sofa the whole time.

Therapy is expensive, poppin' bubble wrap is cheap! You choose.

Practice random acts of intelligence & senseless acts of self-control.