Joseph O'Neill Quotes

I'm completely cricketed out. If I never have to write another word about cricket again, I'll be a happy man.

Give me a break.

You have delighted us long enough.

Oh how I hate you. I hate you so much it gives me energy. I have to get up early in the morning just to hate you, because there's not enough time in the day! Please GO AWAY!

I go from exasperation to a state of collapse, then I recover and go from prostration to Fury, so that my average state is one of being annoyed.

Will you stop counting!' snarled Zaphod. 'Yes,' said Ford Prefect, 'in three minutes and thirty-five seconds.

Love!' said the princess. She stamped her foot. 'Why must everyone always speak of love?

My neighbor's not even listening to me. He's all excited about some garden hose he bought at Brookstone. He's convinced it was designed by NASA. "Actually, it's got two nozzles, one for the hot and one for the..." Really? Is it long enough to go around both our necks and the chimney so we can tandem jump off of this? That's all I really care about you and your little garden hose.

It gets tiring being a smartass.

...those serpents! There's no pleasing them!

I wasn't sure I could make it through another hour of his company without throwing my stapler at his head.

Somehow, Rush can still sell out arenas. If I was sitting in row one, I would take my chair, unbolt it from the ground and run away.

You can always tell when the relationship is over. Little things start getting on your nerves, 'Would you please stop that! That breathing in and out, it's so repetitious.'

If one more person tells me this is just like old times, I swear I'll jump out the window.

I'm so sick of Betty White. Never liked her.

Come on! I just answered, like, eight questions.

I was always annoyed by too much explaining.

If you ask me if I'm okay again, I'm going to smack myself in the face just to punish you.

I got fed up of listening to bollocks

Don't ask me how I am! I understand nothing more!

Annoyed?” said Sophie. “Why should I be annoyed? Someone only filled the castle with rotten aspic, and deafened everyone in Porthaven, and scared Calcifer to a cinder, and broke a few hundred hearts. Why should that annoy me?

I do loathe explanations.

You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.

Women, you overheated dipsomaniacs, never passing up a chance to wangle a drink, a great boon to bartenders but a bane to us--not to mention our crockery and our woolens!

Why must I be surrounded by frickin' idiots?