Quotes About Banter

Or when you're with me, either," Callie said, tossing her head teasingly.

I love winding up Geoffrey Boycott.

I quite like winding up other competitive people. I enjoy that.

Wijnaldum always tries to do some jokes inside the dressing room. He's always winding people up. He always tries to speak in Portuguese or Spanish with us and dancing.

Playing with me again," he teased. "Don't you worry that you're biting off more than you can chew, little girl?" "Aren't you?" she asked. He groaned. "I know I am." And she laughed at him. As

Dude, I thought you were gonna stay on your side!" he complained. "That's so sweet," I called. "Who was the big spoon?" "Shut up, Faulkner," Austin grumbled.

On en a donc rigolé comme des cornichons.

I like parting shots; you can't take them seriously and they're often pretty funny.

Hey, think fast!' I just looked at Fave as he chucked the basketball at me with possibly the worst overhand throw I'd ever seen. It landed to my far right, then bounced past me, banging against my dad's truck. 'Do you have a vision problem of something?' I asked him. 'Just keeping you on your toes,' he replied

Nice bird, asshole!

At least you didn't need to change your breeches." He glanced up again instantly, pinning her eyes with his, his own suddenly gone lambent. "Now why didn't I think of that? Would it inspire you to ravish me?

Sarge, mr. Nurd here is threatening to turn me to jelly." "really?" said Sarge. "what flavor?

It was the kind of bar where everybody knew your name, as long as your name was 'Motherfucker'.

Our family were very quick to laugh at each other.

I don't have a very quick sense of humor.

I love the language of, you know, the old black country man with a blues guitar and... boots and the quick banter.

I find myself to be quite sarcastic, and I wouldn't want to be with someone who didn't get that.

The Australians are a weird bunch - until the cricket starts they're really friendly, saying 'good luck' all the time, but the moment the cricket begins they have a real go at you.

You could be a gambler. A thief, for all I know. Besides—" He captured her hand and stopped her from walking on, holding her in place. "Besides what, you insufferable prude?" "Prude, eh? Do you need another kiss to remind you what a prude I am?" "Don't you dare." "Then don't call me names." "You started it.

Do youmind?" she clipped out suddenly with a fine, cultured accent like frosted glass. His gaze flicked up from her chest to her blazing eyes. "So, you can talk." "Obviously." "Too bad," he drawled. "I thought I just found the perfect woman.

I wish I had the ability to crack wise, generally. You know, without getting punched. There's no way I could do it while getting beaten up. Definitely.

He who has provoked the lash of wit, cannot complain that he smarts from it.

I am a passionate devotee of the Howard Hawks' screwball comedies of the 1930s and the 1940s, where I think that the relations between men and women were at their civilized height in terms of banter and exchange of wit and equality.

People are always saying, 'You use irony,' and it's like, actually, we don't use irony: we use wit and playfulness and irreverence.