Quotes About Provocation

Most of my relatives could start a fight in an empty room and then lie about who won.

Saw you by the Dumpster, eating a pile of what appeared to be human vomit. You seemed like someone who doesn't take himself too seriously. Not sure if you're male or female, but either way I'd love to smell your genitals. Let me know if you're intrigued.

Be angry only for a grave cause that rightly calls for indignation,' Maimonides wrote in his Mishneh Torah. What

The reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, um..." "You've never seen a guy with his shirt off?" "Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before." "Wanna bet?" he says, then moves his hands to the button on his jeans and pops it open. Isabel walks in at that exact moment. "Whoa, Alex. Please keep your pants on.

If no words come, you can always give him the finger.

And while my mind is telling me I'm flirting with her just to prove a point, my body wants to play "you show me your perky privates and I'll show you mine.

I'm not starting any fights. I might finish one though.

Then what sport do you play?" Carlos puts down his food. Oh, no. He's got a rebellious gleam in his eye as he says, "The horizontal tango." ------------------------------------------- "Dancing really isn't a sport," Brandon tells Carlos, oblivious to the shock at the rest of the table. "It is when I do it," Carlos says. ------------------------------------------- Brandon turns to my dad with big, innocent eyes. "Daddy, do YOU know how to do the horizontal tango?

A Mexican guy named Sam pushes Gary Frankel next to Isabel. "This guy can break your arm with one snap, asshole. Get out of my sight before I sic him on you," Sam says. Gary, who's wearing a coral shirt and white pants, growls to look tough. It doesn't work.

You were lookin' at me like you wanted to kiss me." I force a laugh. "Yeah, right," I say sarcastically. "Nobody's watchin' if you want to, you know, try it. Not to brag, but I'm somewhat of an expert.

Whoa, who was that?" "Madison Stone," Kiara mutters. "Introduce me to her." "Why?" Because I know it'll annoy the shit out of you.

You're an asshole." "And you're a bitch," he says. "A bitch with a kick-ass smile and eyes that can seriously screw with a guy's head.

A sudden bold and unexpected question doth many times surprise a man and lay him open.

@joey fight me IRL

I love when pictures ask questions or make others ask questions.

I make love to the beautiful Maria and you make love to your stick!

I love being objected to. It worries me, but I love being objected to.

He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

I love splashing the blood around.

The goddamn kid just sat there and out of the blue thrust his middle finger in the air and waved it at Jon with a brazen defiance only ten-year-olds and Nazis can muster.

In a way, Jennifer felt bad, busting into such a nice place in full riot gear and scaring the crap out of everybody. But in another, more accurate way, she enjoyed it a lot.

What are you, your fucking mother? ~ Mets *SkyWatcher* World W Z

Art has nothing to do with taste. Art is not there to be tasted