Barney Stinson Phrases Novels & Stories

"What?? You can't... You gave me your word." Nathan's smile grew even wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Yes, I did give you my word," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I have a perfect answer for your question, remember?" Mr. Daniel's face contorted in confusion, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to understand Nathan's words. Nathan's smirk grew even wider as he delivered the final blow. "You have your Phrase and Clause starting with the word 'Death'."

“Barrett is fine, it’s weird calling me by surname.” “Well, Miss Barrett, you are surrounded with weird people and keep attracting those not for you to eat.” This guy surely likes to use idioms. “You mean weird people? And you are also one of them.” “I won’t deny it's true, but I'm just telling you, don’t take Maynard seriously.” He then walked past me and then a few steps and looked back. “It’s the best piece of advice I can give as help for you.”

‘‘It must be my chest of drawers that fell down, but I have already arranged them,’’ I explained. ‘‘Okay then,’’ I heard you grunting and complaining about fever and a long day, so I thought why not bring you some medicine up here in case you don’t have any,’’ she offered. The phrase I thought why not, was a famous one for Vince, he always said and sued it when he was about to do something big, when he was about to humiliate me in front of the whole school. ‘‘Thanks, I’ll take them,’’ I reassured her as I made my way towards the door. A move that weas meant to inform her that she should be going already.

Not knowing what to say in response to his words. His mouth quirked. “What for?” He looked confused at my words but continued the cleaning, ignoring me. “Charming’s one word for it. I’d go with ‘festering swamp of bad manners and worse morals,’ but hey—po-tay-to, po-tah-to.” The unexpected phrasing from him made me laugh. It was a small, startled sound that slipped out before I could stop it. I had never pictures someone as serious as him making a phrase like that.

"Sorry girl, but you know there is no exact time for work, every day is a work day." I stared at her, this isn’t something Barbara will say, it kinda sounded like something I use to say "Did you just say every day is a working day?" "I think I did, what has happened to me?" She said with a bit of laughter in her voice "Oh my goodness, I need a dick to fuck badly before I start talking like a nerd who just got her first contract." "Do you realize I said that to you when I got my first contract?" "Ohh, so you’re the nerd I am talking about"

Beta Attorney Barney Pearls The tires of my black sedan shrieked against the asphalt as I tore out of the driveway, the scent of Amy’s floral perfume still clinging to my expensive suit like a physical weight. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard the leather groaned. I am Barney Pearls. I am the man people call when they want the impossible won in a courtroom. I am a predator in the streets, but right now, I felt like a caged animal. "Pregnant," I hissed, the word tasting like copper in my mouth. "She’s actually pregnant."

“Eh, not really. No.” He sighed. “A mortician walks into a bar-” “Formaldehyde is the punchline, isn't it?” “Stop ruining my jokes, you wretch.” I vaguely noticed his temper. “Tea,” he said darkly. “I need tea.” “Heh heh. Tea. T.” “Silence, Shannon.”

Possessive. Steve, trying to ease the tension, blurted out, “So, uh… Mr. Stone, I’m a big fan of your company. Not like… fan fan, just, you know. Read a few articles. You’re impressive.” Thirdie raised one brow. “Is that so?” “Yeah,” Steve nodded too fast. “You once said in an interview that ‘Success requires silence.’ I tried that once. It didn’t work. People just thought I was ignoring them.”

“Clubs, bars. That kind of thing.” The question landed clean and precise. I reached for my coffee. I gave myself half a second. “Not really,” I said. “Not my thing.” “No?” His tone was light. Conversational. “You don’t look like someone who plays it safe.” *That’s Pinky’s line. He used that exact framing with Pinky.* The recognition moved through me cold and fast. *He’s fishing. He’s using language from the club and watching whether it lands differently on me.*

She replied and that was the end of that topic. We spent the rest of the lunch time laughing at lame people and mocking low class students that kept embarrassing themselves. "Hey barmy!" Ava yelled at a girl trying to stuff her doughnuts at the same time into her mouth. According to Ava, barmy is like a British phrase for a stupid or crazy person. "Take it a little easy on yourself, of your parents can't afford a doughnut they can't possibly afford a good hospital you know..." She said and almost everybody in the cafeteria burst out laughing.