Quotes About Mockery

I never, ever see myself as a celebrity or famous, so I poke fun at that.

I poke fun of everybody and everything. And who's easier to make fun of than your mother?

DJs used to mickey-take, have a real poke at Shakin' Stevens.

I think for us - and for a lot of people in the Church of Satan - we definitely like ruffling people's feathers and poking fun at organized religion a little bit.

Washington is nothing if not an orchard of absurdities, and poking fun at power brokers is neither sex blind nor for the faint of heart.

Marilyn Manson is a mockery of American pop culture.

Granting amnesty to those who willfully broke the law makes a mockery of our legal system and encourages even more lawlessness - potentially more severe crimes than entering the U.S. illegally.

Are you casting asparagus on my cooking?

I can cross the line when I'm making fun of people.

I think our 'Reno' cops are, basically, if you made us make fun of ourselves at a party. That is what we would do. We would do those characters and not really think about it. We didn't develop the characters; everyone just put on a name tag and started improvising.

Las Vegas is a counterfeit version of the New Jerusalem. And it shares something of the glorious reality that it mocks.

You're quite the humanitarian. By the way, thanks a fuck of a lot for leaving me off your who-to-save list. You're on it, Alfredo Garcia. I just didn't want to say it out loud and have you call me Nancy or Tinker Bell. Yeah, I would have done that.

What's up with your face? I mean you're an ugly bloke, but today you're top-drawer hideous.

She screws up her face in a parody of deep concentration.

And yet, once again, you're the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say." "I do not. You know that's not what I meant." He shook his head in mock sympathy. "I tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I'm the one who needs to take out the restraining order on you." "Adrian!" But he was already out the door, knowing laughter echoing behind him.

Mr. Twit was a twit. He was born a twit. And, now at the age of sixty, he was a bigger twit than ever.

When a nation forgets her skill in war, when her religion becomes a mockery, when the whole nation becomes a nation of money-grabbers, then the wild tribes, the barbarians drive in... Who will our invaders be? From whence will they come?

I'd watch your mouth, he said, tilting his head as he looked at my ID.The last lunker who laughed at her picture spent the night in the emergency room with a drink umbrella jammed up his nose.

Bye, Skimmer. Thanks for breakfast." "You're welcome." Translation: Choke on it, bitch. 

I have a name," I grumped, my stomach pinching me harder. "Yes, but it has no pizzazz. Ra-a-a-a-chel. Rach-e-e-e-eel," he said, trying it out in different ways. "No one will tremble in terror at that. Oh my God!" he said in a high falsetto. "It's Rachel! Run! Hide!

Good God, the man is dumber than Tink's dildo...

Chubi, rhymes with booby, which you don't have, or doodie, which your face looks like, she said smugly, leaning back and making her chair squeak.

Anyone ever tell you that you look like an orange in that jumpsuit? Auntie Lenore? More like Auntie Clementine.

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