Insults For Tall People Novels & Stories

He complained. He's so worked up for something so trivial, gosh, he hates it when someone teases him with his height. But duh, doesn't that make it more fun? It's the job of those taller humans to annoy smaller humans right? it gives us a sense of pride. Hehe. "Hm.. What are you even here for?” I finally inquired.

I know, it’s their game, it is how they try to break the minds of those they target. “Looks like another wannabe who wants to get into rich people, you think prince charming will help you?” and the girl with the bob cut hit it last. Myself is just average and I know it, but for them to insult me like some leech trying to do such an act is something I won’t let pass. I was about to open my mouth and talk back when I heard someone speak up loud that silenced everyone.

He smirks at me, towering above like the flipping skyscraper he is. Scowling at him, I give him my best death glare before attempting to get up. "I'm going to teach you how to fight, little, weak human." Well, that was unexpected and insulting. "Have you ever considered the fact that I am the average height, and you are just freakishly tall?" I splutter, scowling harder at him.

I hastily wiped the tear away and slid back under the covers, desperately trying to push the images out of my head. Why bother sleeping when my mind won't settle down? Might as well get up and start my day. A refreshing shower always helped clear my head. Now, what to wear? Ah, this long sleeve button-up and maxi skirt combo should do the trick. And flats, of course - can't be bothered with discomfort today. I rarely wore heels, simply because of my height. I stand 5 ft 8 tall already, and when I add heels, I become almost 6 ft tall. And we all know how boys react around tall women. They often get offended, thinking their masculinity is being challenged.

"Hmm, let's see... the women your kind is interested in never have a bad hair day. Neither do they ever fart nor use the toilet. They are tall, with shiny hair, and look so gorgeous that you ask yourself if it's a filter or if they were just born that way." "I like tall women, actually. I don't have to bend my neck," Jake says, grinning, and I just know he is trying to get under my skin. I'm all here for the war, though. "Oh, yeah?" My voice is a challenge. "Then perhaps you should find yourself a tall woman and not bother with me. The Lord knows my short legs won't grow any longer." My words make Jake frown, and he looks genuinely confused for a moment. "Are you unhappy with your height?"

"No. I'm much taller than you, witch. Dream on." "Ohh, my god. We have the same height. I thought you were over six feet or something. But, now you're near me, I thought wrong. And, what would happen if I wore heels? Which I doubt would happen because I hate being so girly-girl. But, that means, I will surpass you. You would look like a little boy or something beside me."

Please give me a scap, and I want to cut Geralf's throat now. "Short people are unique, look young, with babyface, often can ease because often mistaken students." "Where good is so short." Mock Gerald. I pinched his arm. "So do not call short continue, later Rara added short. Just call high so that Rara can be high." "You're old, so it can't get any higher," Gerald said. "Damn it!" I took an upset. Do you think Gerald's sorry? It's not in the dictionary. He knows it, and his mouth serves to hurt others.

I wondered when he got closer to me. "Zella, I like you but I'm also your friend. I've wanted to leave that house for a long time because I'm already hurt by their insult to my appearance. So I'll come with you, Zella." he said sadly. I understand how Anjo feels. I was also insulted. We didn’t have the same reason, but it was both painful. So, I never stopped him. Insults are the last resort of insecure people with a crumbling position, trying to appear confident.

He doesn't seemed used to being told that he's ugly, maybe because all of the people praising him so much to the point that he'd been an arrogant jerk, tsk! I'll always remember that the easiest way to pissed an arrogant man, is to insult his so-called handsome face. ***

I took a sip of tea, my eyes never leaving hers. “She is incredibly tall for your taste, don’t you think, cousin? She is almost a man.” I winced at her words. All my life, I had been called that because of my height. I had spent my developmental years through my teenage years towering over girls, and boys. I always felt a way about it. My eyes twitched, and my fingers screamed to punch her across the face, but I doubted Edgar would be okay with that. Plus, I was still trying to bed him.