|1.||I know you are, but what am I?|
It's quite simply the most retarded comeback someone makes when they've completely lost the argument. This statement signifies that the argument has gone to a completely immature level. Below is a hardcore argument starting with the immature statement :)
Person 1: I know you are, but what am I?
Person 2: Good question. What are you?
Person 1: Wow, you're so dumb, you don't even know what I am?
Person 2: You're so dumb, you can't even answer my question.
Person 1: I don't answer stupid questions. Sorry.
Person 2: Then you shouldn't have made your first one.
|2.||I know you are, but what am I?|
A retort with profound implications. Pee Wee's greatest contribution to youth culture.
Person A: You smell bad.
Person B: There's this thing about a small squirrel and how nobody loves you. Hi-ya! Now that's what I call a verbal bitch-slap.
Person A: I know you are, but what am I?
Person B: Haha what a complete fail of a a comeback. It's like, your face is all red, and you can't come up with a comeback.
Person A: It made no sense, but therein lies the point. The notion that one needs to respond with a rehearsed "comeback" is inane. Your squirrel-centric comeback was also inane; it failed to address your abhorrent smell, it seemed to mistake randomness for wit (really a squirrel?), and the mere fact that you would use it as an example of a verbal bitch-slap is laughable, as it lacks slap. It is quite slap-less. I respond to inanity with inanity.
Person B: Well, "your" still a faggot. And now I'm going to win this by blowing your mind with an ounce of inverse-Descartian drivel.
Person A: Nooooooooooooooo