Here was a conversation that took place between two girls behind me at church yesterday:

Voice 1: (Moaning) Owww. Ooooh. Oww.
Voice 2: Will you be quiet?
Voice 1: Shut up. My foot hurts.
Voice 2: Well, if you can't be quiet, go wait in the car.
Voice 1: No! I have to meet Donald after the service!
Voice 2: Well, be quiet!
Voice 1: You're breath stinks! It's making me sick!

That last line is a classic, I feel. Nothing says "Checkmate!" better than telling somebody their breath smells so bad that it's actually making you sick. It's equal parts genius and hurtful. Kudos to the whiney girl with the hurt foot for knowing exactly how to shut her nagging companion down.


i've found that a well-timed "Shut up, fatty!" does the same trick.  


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