Funny Insults Names Novels & Stories

Severin decided to ask for her help. "Hehe!" After Gracie heard that, she could not help but laugh again. "I was a little ashamed when they made fun of Equus Hall as Ick-A*s Hall, but now that I think about it, Sus Hall and Gallus Hall might be even easier for people to make fun of! Hahah!" Severin could not help but laugh too. "Haha, that old man is a real joker! Seeing all the halls named after these Latin animal names left me utterly speechless!"

Someone among the surrounded trainee repeated. "Oh, isn't it the Toadman?" The second friend of Kiko added. "Toadman?" And another person around repeated. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! An earth-shattering laugh and ridicule had been started once again. "Hey, hey, isn't he the bumpkin man?" Said some random girl. "You mean the mountain man?" Followed by someone. "Shameless man!" "Oh, right! It was him! The mentally ill man." The ridicule was like a chain message, hard to stop once started.

A group of fifteen girls and boys were laughing hard by making circle around her as she was struggling to gather all her books and project papers which were lying on road meanwhile few students around her started calling her with name “Fatsoo..” one boy said “fatty” another girls said “roly-poly” “Fat- a- potamis” “Pauncho” “Poly woly” “Piggy” and many more teasing names which kept on coming one after another on her over weighted body figure however she did not replied back to even single student and kept on collecting her papers when suddenly one of those nasty boys came ahead and stood straight on one of her project paper

Everyone began to laugh stupidly as they hushed among themselves while pointing at my dress and hair. The laughter was like echoes in my head, and it was hitting me harshly. "Is her name pig?" One girl asked, and the fool, Callen, nodded. "Her whore mother named her Selene but pig is the right name for her." "She smells; her gown is oversized and shapeless; she has her hair dirty and rumpled like a mad woman. Her skin is sticky and stained with dirt. So her name is pig!" Sophia jeered, and the whole class burst into another fit of laughter, including the teacher.

"That idiot called me a 'low life'. Why would I risk getting beaten over you?" My eyes widened at that, embarrassed. Of course, he wouldn't do that for me. Gosh, I'm so stupid! But he didn't need to rub it in my face like that. "Oh." Hurt and humiliations flowing free, but he wasn't done. "I mean come on, look at you. You're boring as hell, too good to even dare to think of something rather fun. You're plain, and childish. And in case you didn't notice, we've met for like a decade and you have to get me drunk in order to endure you following me around like a brainless puppy." Nate laughed cruelly and the first traitorous tear fell. I just couldn't prevent it. But it was as if he couldn't sto

I know that describing someone as unicorn barf is an insult even if it's colorful, which is why I chose the safe answer and said, "You look like a unicorn...?" And it was at that moment I knew that I fudged (say no to bad words) up. She cried, she bawled, and she sobbed. She gave me a throne I will forever be wearing as she named me the worst cousin in the world. I honestly thought that calling her a unicorn would be a compliment. I never planned to offend her. She told me that she loves unicorns after all. Who would have thought that calling a child an imaginary colorful animal is an insult?

Alvara said. “ What did you just call me?” Hudson asked. “ A nincompoop, have a complaint about that?” Alvara asked. “ How can I, dork” Hudson replied and Alvara glared at him. “ Dingbat” She spat. “ Dunce “ Hudson snapped. “ Dipstick” Alvara snapped back. “ Galah” “ Fuckwit” “ Twat” “ Fuck face” “ Wanker” “ Dipshit” “ Dumb blonde” “ Cretin…….

I stood there to watch him leave the house on the bike. I longed for him always to call me with endearment, but he would always call me with nickname bulldozer, panda, plum truck and bear. I know he is calling me with those names to mock my fatness and ugliness. I never thought he would make fun of my size like everyone else. It never hurts me when others make fun of me, but it hurts like hell when he makes fun of me. Bulldozer !!. What a fantastic nickname he has given me. My thoughts pulled away by the bike starting sound. I waved my hand as he drove the bike out of frontage. I knew he wouldn't know that I'm sending him off. This may seem silly to others, but it gives me satisfaction that

“That brainless, two-faced, lying, backstabbing, good-for-nothing piece of trash! He will surely be punished by God and he will be rejected Wherever he goes.” I choked on my cookie and blurted out. What were these insults that I just heard? “Mom!” But, she wasn’t done. “That miserable thing! That cockroach in human skin! The day he was born, the heavens must have sighed in regret! Look at him, walking around in expensive suits, thinking he is important. Oh, he has no idea what has befallen him.” I covered my face as the insults rang in my ears. “Oh my God,” I screamed and My phone rang again.

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?"