“No, I'm not in a bad mood. Why do you ask? You think I need to be in a bad mood to let you know I think you're an idiot?”

“If I'm right -- and I know that you know I right -- I'm not going to continue going back and forth with you about it. Why should I waste time arguing with idiots?”

“I don't think bad people realize they're bad people. I bet they think they're good people who occasionally do bad. Which begs the question . . . how much bad can a good person do before being considered bad?”

“If you do something bad to me, and I say "okay, let's move on," it does not mean I forgive you.”

“How can you think it's cool when he calls you his bitch, but then get upset when he treats you like a dog?”

“I may not be perfect, but God knows I'm trying . . . and God knowing should count for something.”

“I honestly can't believe how people can think they can do dirt and not get dirty. And for those slinging mud ...take a look at your hands.”