[I get tired of listening to people whining and then replying with the trite
“Do you want cheese with your whine?” Here are some other snappy comebacks
I’m working on.]
I don’t know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.
I see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
I’m really easy to get along with once you people learn to see it my way.
It sounds like English, but I can’t understand a word you’re saying.
I like you. You remind me of myself when I was young and stupid.
I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.
The fact that no one understands you doesn’t mean you’re an artist.
What am I? Flypaper for freaks?!
I’m not being rude. You’re just insignificant.
This isn’t an office. It’s Hell with fluorescent lighting.
If I throw a stick, will you leave?
I’ll try being nicer if you’ll try being more intelligent.
Wait a minute – I’m trying to imagine you with a personality.
If you have something to say raise your hand… then place it over your
mouth.
Do you hear that? That’s the sound of no-one caring.
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”