Insults. Something about sticks and stones and words that never hurt? Well, whoever said that obviously missed all of the good insults. We try and keep it clean around here, but you will find just about everything on this list for your name calling needs.
The Best Insults
You must be a fourth or a fifth, because you're just perfect!
A cello isn't the only interesting thing between my legs.
I just broke my G-string. Can I borrow yours?
Hey baby, what's your dynamic?
Me and you are perfectly tuned together.
When I'm with you, my heart starts to syncopate.
Do you believe in love at first set, or do we have to run it again?
Will your adjust your note and resolve my raised member?
Are you my new favorite song? Because I'd like to hear you on repeat.
Stop, you're giving me a woodwind.
You must be the fifth scale degree of a diatonic scale, because you're always dominant in my thoughts.
Saxophonists do it wish alternate fingering.
If my mind was a playlist, theres only one song in it, and the song is you.
Hey baby, there's no need to fret if your g-string is open.
So, do you prefer lento, andante, or allegro?
A mouthpiece isn't the only place I like to put my lips.
Baby, our love will be like the cello line from Pachabel's Canon, it's gonna go on forever.
How many positions can you get into?
How bout you come over here and let me put my damp-it in your f-hole.
Hey baby I play bass drum, so you know I could give you a nice deep bang…
