I'd agree with you, but then we’d both be wrong.
You bring everyone so much joy… when you leave the room.
I’m not insulting you, I’m describing you.
You have something on your chin… no, the third one down.
You’re proof even evolution takes a break sometimes.
You have something that no one else has—bad luck and worse manners.
Your secrets are safe with me. I never even listen when you tell me them.
You have something on your face… oh, never mind, that’s just your face.
You’re like a cloud. When you disappear, it’s a beautiful day.
Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; you only gargled.
Light travels faster than sound, which is why you seemed bright until you spoke.
I envy everyone who hasn’t met you.
You’re like a software update—whenever I see you, I think, “Do I really need this right now?”
You’re proof not everyone evolves.
You have something most people lack—direction. Sadly, it’s always backward.
You bring people together… to talk about how annoying you are.
You have a lot in common with a cloud—dark, unpredictable, and best avoided.
You should carry a plant around, just to replace the oxygen you waste.
Brains aren’t everything. In your case, they’re nothing.
You’re like a software bug—small, annoying, and difficult to get rid of.
You’re proof even mistakes can be consistent.
You must have been born on a highway, because most accidents happen there.
You add so much value—negative value, but still value.
You’re like a cloud server outage—sudden, frustrating, and ruins everyone’s day.
You’re the reason shampoo has instructions.
You bring balance to the room—by lowering the average IQ.
You’re like a cloud storage plan—lots of space, nothing useful in it.
You’re not stupid; you just have bad luck thinking.
You’re like a software demo—impressive at first, then disappointing.
People like you—on mute.
You’re the human version of a typo.
You have something rare—talent for being wrong every time.
You should wear a hat—if only to cover your mistakes.
You’re like a slow internet connection—always lagging behind.
You bring new meaning to the word “unlimited”—unlimited nonsense.
You’re proof natural selection isn’t foolproof.
You should come with a warning label: “Battery not included.”
You have the right to remain silent, but not the ability.
You’re like a cloud subscription—expensive and useless.
You’re the kind of person who brings a ruler to bed to see how long they sleep.
You’re like an app no one asked for—always running in the background.
You’re proof even broken clocks can be wrong all day.
You bring people closer—closer to leaving.
You’re like a candle in the wind—easily blown away and mostly smoke.
You’re like a broken pencil—pointless.
You’re proof silence is golden, because when you speak it loses all value.
You bring originality—originally bad ideas.
You’re like a traffic jam—always in the way and nobody likes you.
You’re the reason the gene pool needs a lifeguard.
You’re like a cloud with no silver lining.
