| Insult | Response |
| Your knuckles I will grind into a splintery paste. | I thought the bean dip had a strange taste. |
| Hey, look over there! | Yeah, yeah, I know. |
| Do I see quivers of agony dance on your lips? | It's laughter that's caused by your feathery grip. |
| My stupefying strength will shatter your ulna into a million pieces! | I'm surprised you can count that high! |
| My 98-year-old grandmother has bigger arms than you. | Yeah, but we both got better bladder control than you. |
| I'm going to put your arm in a sling. | Why, are you studying to be a nurse? |
| You're the ugliest creature I've seen in my life! | I'm shocked that you never have gazed at your wife. |
| I've got muscles in places you've never even heard of. | It's too bad none of them are in your arms. |
| Give up now, or I will crush you like a grape. | I would like it if you would stop your WINE-ing. |
| Your arms are no bigger than fleas I have met. | So that's why you're scratching. I'd go set a vet. |
| People consider my fists lethal weapons. | Sadly, your breath should be equally reckoned. |
| My forearms have been mistaken for tree trunks. | An over-the-counter defoliant could help with that problem. |
| Today, by myself, twelve people I've beaten. | From the size of your gut, I'd guess they were eaten. |
| I've out-wrestled octopi with these arms! | I'm sure that spineless creatures everywhere are humbled by your might. |
| Only once have I met such a coward! | He must have taught you everything you know. |