Jim Norton Quotes

People are just self-centered-it's all about them. And we're telling people it's okay to be 'all about you' because you're a victim and it's not your fault. That's why society has gotten more and more belligerent and selfish.

I don't have kids. That's why I leave it in the dumper or in the mouth, because I hate kids.

People are too worried a lot of times what other people in the audience are going to think about them, so they like to feign offense so other people don't think that they're inappropriate for laughing at something.

I had a three year relationship end. Ever have somebody just freak out on you in a relationship? Things are going great. After three years she wants to run out and find a guy that doesn't hit her.

I hope you slip in a puddle of AIDS and crack your head open

And while all of your friends are grieving at your wake, I hope the sprinkler system turns on and sprays them with AIDS, hepatitis C and liquified genital warts. And while they're all running out and crying, I hope one of them slips and accidentally molests a child.

From now on, anyone raped at Penn State should just tell Joe Paterno's statue. It couldn't help you any less than the real Joe would have.

I don't wear rubbers cause you can't catch it twice.

I hope you accidentally drink leukemia at a picnic.

The only time the press doesn't sensationalize information is when one of their own is kidnapped. Interesting how they show restraint then.

Two men spit in their hands, help each other out, then laugh about it later. Just to be silly.

I had AIDS, but I beat it with Advil.

While There may be power in forgiveness, there is even more power in lobbing a Molotov cocktail through someone's dining room window.

I appreciate that the New York Daily News will show dead bodies but blur the cover of a French parody magazine. Just out of respect, right guys?

I don't pull out because ... it's not my problem.

I should call myself four market Norton. I'm great in Boston and Cleveland. I do good in Phillie, New Jersey.

God, do I hate my little fat tits. You ever pinch your little meat tits and wish you were dead? You ever just stand naked in the mirror. "You little fat-titted mediocre failure!" You ever do that for 3 hours on New Year's Eve.

I'd rather hug Magic Johnson after he rolled around in barbed wire.

I couldn't get laid with a sitcom and a rifle.

My job is to express who I am and what I hate about the country and what I love about it and what I hate about myself and what I love about myself and to make you laugh while I'm doing it.

Mario you are a great chef but you look like a homeless James Gandolfini.

I'm embarrassed for us as a free society that we actually want people punished for saying things we don't like.

For the record, I hate skiing ... and if you get killed doing it, GOOD.

There's a trench coat and a tragedy in your future.

It just seems like right now we're in a place where people are being witch-hunted for expressing an opinion. Even if it's a lousy opinion or a shitty opinion, and comics I don't think can ever fall into the trap of any groups that want to censor what a person says or thinks or punish a person for expressing what they think. Anything you say about a social issue is going to offend half the country. I don't care how nicely you say it, I don't care how well you construct the joke, simply by stating the opinion, you are for something and anti something else.

You really are a badass, edgy guy who tells it like it is ... about couscous.

No periods. If you sneeze, the carpet's ruined.

That looks like something out of the dumpster of planned parenthood.

Apologies; our cultural obsession with them isn't about actually being offended, or simply needing to hear, "I'm sorry." It's not really about right or wrong. It's about wanting to throw a rock in the dark and hear something break.

Get a in clothes dryer with Magic Johnson and some razorblades.

You look like a diabetic strip club owner.

What a shock that a guy who makes $2 million a week behaves exactly like I would with $2 million a week. As far as I'm concerned, if you make $2 million a week and you don't have a hooker in your hotel room, you're creepy and I don't trust you. And I don't do drugs at all, so for me it would just be more prostitutes. That's how they would find me. I would be dead on the floor, flattened by a pile of prostitutes. I'd look like a cat in a hoarders' house.

God, I hope he dies the night before one of his kids get married.

You 50 year old one-breasted bag of meat. Just hang it up and be grateful some of your friends are still living.