Insults For Tall People Novels & Stories

Sherry asked angrily. “I’m laughing at how thick-skinned you’ve become. It’s almost like the thickness of your skin grows along with your so-called social status.” Sherry gnashed her teeth and parried this insult. “If we’re talking about thick-skinned, I’m nowhere near the great Master Stockton’s level. You’re the one who was insulting me and talking about how much I repulsed you back then. Look who’s the one forcing himself on me and refusing to let go? How pathetic.”

I stand on my toes to reach up to him but I don't get to reach to him still after standing on my toes. What do you eat that your height is so much? I guess I will be able to reach his face only when I stand on some stupid stool. "Short for me," he tease me one more time. "What's so good in having so much height? You are going to break just the long log. What's to be proud of that?" I say? "Log, you say?" he asks. "Isn't it? You are same as log. Long, tall, slender and has no heart at all," I say.

Her head followed his and almost fell off her body. How can somebody be this tall?! Or maybe she's just too short. Stop getting distracted Isa!!!

This is the second time that has happened to me today, but this time it didn't go well for me. "Hey, don't you see?" —A girl with blond hair, tall and thin, told me she dressed very well and wore heels and that made me look even smaller in front of her— look where you're going stupid dwarf Is seriously? What did they have against my height at this university? Was he going to have to deal with this while studying here? "I'm sorry," I said seriously, "I didn't see you, I was distracted." "Well, see where you're going, dwarf," he said with an air of grandeur.

“Grab ‘er for me, fellas.” “Ah, how come you always get to go first?” the tall one asks, giving me a moment to consider my strategy. “I’m tired of your sloppy seconds.” “Or thirds,” the other one says. It’s clear that the short one is the leader here, though. He must’ve been made fun of for his height as a child. Perhaps that’s why he is so evil now. That, or maybe he’s just an asshole. “Stop your whining, jackasses,” he says. “Now get her.”

They were hushed whispers, yet they sounded like someone throwing a grenade in the enemy's camp. Fourteen years? She was called a child, an imprudent child who was not listening to anyone and shouting excitingly at the action movie! In reality, everyone in her group was shouting but she was the only one who got stares from people. It was not her fault. It was all because of her height! No one knew how much insult and embarrassment she had felt that time. At the end of the day, her short figure was the biggest trigger for her. It was utterly humiliating!

He is a man of his words and he doesn't believe in making jokes around because he has way more important things to do rather waste time making jokes or chilling around. " Like I will treat you like my wife. My servant staff is much more classy than you. you even can't reach their standard, so, how can you even think that I will treat you like my wife? Huh? You are so cheap for me and low class which is a taint on my name and reputation " He insults me which successfully banged on my brain and heart. And with that anger again pumped in my veins fading humiliation away from my system because I am proud of myself and my parents for what I am.

Then she continued to read them and realized that Christin also replied to the person who blamed him for not crying. Christin replied, "I'm a man who is almost 1.9 meters tall. Cry? How embarrassing would that be? Believe it or not, my sister will kick me if she saw me shed a tear! She would give me zero marks!" Everyone knew who he was referring to. Sigrid felt it was likely that that would happen. If Christin really had cried, Elizabeth would probably hate the fact that he'd humiliated her in public and give him zero marks the next time so that he'd be eliminated...

I asked him. “No I’m only just noticing, maybe it’s because you look like an orangutan most of the time,” he joked, which earned him a slap on his chest. “Or maybe it’s because I’m looking down at you like this,” he smiled. Wow! Eric would do anything, say anything, just to make me feel like the shortest and ugliest girl in the world. “Fuck you and your height!” I flipped him the bird. “The only height you should be fucking anyway,” he laughed.

"Are you even listening to me?" Is it because I was not as tall as him? I knew many short people don't get taken seriously but damn. Is he trying to use his height as an advantage against me now? I was so frustrated that I found myself pulling my hair and the bun I placed it in loose, making it spill like a torn dress. I can't do this. "I'm sorry," I said, keeping my voice low, perhaps this tone will get it into his thick skull. "I am not like other women who love being claimed by you, that shit irritated me."