I've mentioned before my delight in P.G. Wodehouse. He is simply the best humorist in the English language. His ways with words–oh my, my.
The next someone looks at you cross, try this line:
She looked at me in rather a rummy way. It was a nasty look. It made me feel as if I were something the dog had brought in and intended to bury later on, when he had time.
And to express your discouragement:
I've examined the darned cloud with a microscope, and if it's got a silver lining it's some little dissembler!
For use with the outdoorsy members of your family:
I ordered another. If this was going to be fish-story, I needed stimulants.
Looking for a good put-down?
It seemed to me almost incredible that a fellow could be such a perfect chump as dear old Biffy without a bit of assistance.
And one last example of Wodehouse's genius for word pictures and similes:
Honoria, you see, is one of those robust, dynamic girls with the muscles of a welter-weight and a laugh like a squadron of cavalary charging over a tin bridge.
If you want to write better, I encourage you test drive some P.G. Wodehouse. You'll have fun doing so.
(All the quotes above are from the short stories in Carry On, Jeeves.)