Funny Insult Names Novels & Stories

I rebuked pointedly and the man lifted his head to laugh boisterously. ‘Arrogant pompous pig.’ I snorted angrily. ‘Pig? Far from it, my dear Becca. If you really want to insult the man, then you can do better by using a truer word. Don’t stoop low by using cheap words that don’t qualify in describing the man.’ My conscience jeered with a snort and I felt ashamed. I can’t believe I failed at even mere insults.

I still remember the boutique’s name. Yeah kahit naman medyo tanga ako ay may brains parin naman. But knowing the name would really be a total help. Stupid Nina! How dare you memorize everyone’s name of every Korean group you stan but can’t memorize a simple direction! I suddenly felt pity to myself while lampooning. And I little bit guilt whenever I get pissed, sometimes insulted them on why some protagonist of a story is stupid and clumsy. I’m very sorry. I sincerely apologize on my insult now that I tasted my very owned medicine.

She said then giggled and I chuckled again. Apart from being pretty and a crazy whore this lady is actually really funny, like hilarious! But she is horrible at giving superhero names. Sexman?! “Is that really the best you can come up with?" “Well I have some other ideas like The Amazing Dick. Pussy Rider! Or Iron Dick..” she said and it was just getting worse as she progressed and I was left flabbergasted. “You know what? I think I like Sexman better. It's enough, thank you," I said and we both laughed.

Tanner chuckled. "Asshole." Nolan hit his forehead with his fingers. "Fucking dick." He snarled. "Horny jackass." "Small fucking dick." "Yellow motherfucking bitch." "Dick Shri—" "Seriously Tanner, don't you have anything more than dick in your insults?" Jayla asked, interrupting their slashing conversation. "Well, dick is more appropriate for insulting someone." Tanner smirked and Nolan rolled his eyes. "Thank god, I'm not around you guys." She muttered.

He is. "Oh look, the hooker is here." I look over and see Quincy and Geni sliding into the seats next to me. "What's up, twatface?" I respond to Geni's jab. I'm not sure when we started trading insults, but she seems to get a kick out of the different names I can call her so I keep doing it. In a really weird way, it has seemed to bridge the gap between our differences. "Ooh! Twatface," she says. "I like that one. Did you get a list of insults off the internet?"

They look at us as though we're the filthiest thing they've ever seen. "They are no longer members of the Elite Family," "They deserve it," "Poorer than beggars," "Poorer than rats," says one. "Fallen Beckett's," From the rest, these are the top insults and ridicule I've heard so far. They were once my father and mother's pals, but now they only say terrible things to them as a result of a sharp aching in my chest. I'm not sure if my mother heard them or is simply pretending not to, or if she is allowing them to make fun of our family.

i heaved in annoyance. “you are a perplexed idiot” “indecent knave” “your iq is that of a gold fish, even lower” “you are such a jerk” i growled out in anger. “nothing new to that, ami get more creative” “i am creative you jerk-waden” “what is that” Corvan said with slight curiosity. “a new nick-name for you since your name is stupid”n i said smirking. zero-iana”.” you know since you are always useless anyway” Corvan said while smirking.

"What's your name? I'm Vernon Delaney." Delaney. Who wouldn't know their clan? They are one of the richest family in America and they are also famous for having good looking men and women. "I-I really need to go. I-I have no money on m---" I stopped when he started laughing. "God! You're so funny, are you playing innocent, Miss? Looking at you now, you're a slut, a... whore." I flinched when I heard those words from him, I am used to hearing those insulting words but why did it hurt when he said it?

I say frantically but quietly enough that I don’t think anyone can even hear me over the blaring music. To me, the music almost seems muted at this moment. It’s all hitting me like a freight train. How could I be so blind and naive? The way Ghost just obeyed like a punished child to him the first night. And his name…oh god his name…he didn’t actually mean his name was Funny, he was being sarcastic because everyone and their mother knows this man’s name, except stupid little me. And when I asked him how he got the nickname he said it was a misunderstanding that stuck. Oh my god, how embarrassing!

Finally, I got a proper look at them: one was plus-sized like me, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes behind thick glasses, she remined me of my sisters; the other had deeper brown skin than mine, a height and body of a super model and a beautiful healthy afro. “Don’t let him get to you,” the second woman said with a warm smile. I sighed. “I shouldn’t have gone to that fast food in the first place. Why do people insult others and call this ‘dark humor’? What’s funny about cruelty and humiliation?” The slim woman’s expression hardened. “He’s a serial jerk—makes nasty comments about women he dislikes and flirts with the ones who fit his ‘type.’ His dad owns the place, so he acts like