Quotes About Banter

That's bollocks,' said Owen's voice over the loudspeakers. 'That a medical term?' asked Jack. 'It is when I use it.

Me and Matt love to argue, but in general our sense of humor is pretty much alike.

It's true you have better hair than I do," Trump said matter-of-factly. "But I get more pussy than you do.

You big sap," he said. "And I can't even punch you to shut you up." "You could," she said. "That would be pretty funny for me.

Tsunami whirled to glare at Starflight, her gills pulsing. "Say that to my face." "I am saying it to your face," he said. "Or was I saying it to your rear end? It's easy to get the two confused." He ducked behind Clay before Tsunami could even bare her teeth at him. "Hey, stop. Quit snarling at each other like mini Kestrels,

ability to come up with witty rejoinders whenever someone insulted her.

you're a handsome idiot," she said affectionately. "And I'll tell you later.

We'll probably end up married one day," Qibli said. The only reply Winter made to this was a snort so vigorous he nearly knocked himself over.

But you're still better company than the pigeons. All they want to talk about is nest design and who to poop on.

What's wrong with you?" Kinkajou blurted. "You look terrible." "Could be worse," Icicle snarled. "I could look like you.

Or," Swordtail observed, "you could set your enemies on fire anytime you want." Sundew pointed one claw at Swordtail. "You," she said, "are growing on me.

Joe. Are youse a-going out?' 'I ain't Joe,' said Jack. 'Who are you, then?' asked the boat, now visible. 'Jack.' 'Where's Joe?' 'Gone to Salem.' 'Are youse a-going out, Jack?' 'Maybe.' 'You got any bait, Jack?' 'No.' 'Well, fuck you, Jack.

I haven't ever found any great writing on that wonderful and often unappreciated art form, the insult.

My brothers are both 6 ft. 5 in., and if you have younger brothers who are bigger than you then you have to learn the ancient martial art of sarcasm.

If you were a girl... I'd kiss you!

Why don't you lift the end?" said Alf. "It's me back, Alf," complained Mack. "You know how it troubles me." "No more than mine troubles me," said Alf. "But I said it first," said Mack.

Smee you, idjit!

It's big, but isn't it beautiful?" Kathy asked. "Yes, like you!" he joked. "Watch it," she said. "I can lose this weight, but you're never growing that hair back.

You're impossible, she told him. Of course I am, he answered. It's part of my charm.

Twas a clever quibble. Here, a garment for it.

CASSIO: Dost thou hear, my honest friend? CLOWN: No, I hear not your honest friend, I hear you. CASSIO: Prithee, keep up thy quillets.

How now, my sweet creature of bombast! How long is't ago, Jack, since thou saw'st thien own knee?

Thou frothy tickle-brained hedge-pig!

Beshrew me, but you have a quick wit. SPEED: And yet it cannot overtake your slow purse.