Funny Smartass Sayings Novels & Stories

"Got anything to say?" "Fuck you." I burst into laughter.

“Are you sure you want to kick me out of your company? You are still the dumbest man I know, Gray Moore. Consistent, huh?” I remained silent and stared at him. He always had something to say as if he was the smartest person in this room. He never shut up. He was like a can that could make so much noise because it was empty inside. “And talking to you will make me the smartest person? You’ve got to be kidding me. From someone who came from an elite family but has always been mediocre in everything he does? I don’t think so.”

Race you there. Heisi- sound made to call one's attention. jare- used in this context for stress one's point. "Guy, chillax nah. No dey form hard man for nothing. Make we reason you" - "Guy, relax. Don't act hard for nothing. Let's reason things together" Hope you enjoyed this😏? Please, don't forget to vote and comment 🙏.

he said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and responded, "What are you talking about? I've always been polite." Derek laughed and said, "No matter how much a snake sheds its skin, it’s still a snake." I smiled and retorted, "If I wanted to hear from an asshole, I’d fart." Derek hid a smirk and said, "Wow, I bet you even fart glitter!" The roast got to me, and I couldn't help but feel insulted. "Some people are like slinkies — not really good for much, but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs," I said, trying to come up with a comeback.

he is deadly serious. "You know, if you become stupid, it's not my fault; it's really in your race," I said before laughing out loud. "So you're saying that we're dumb?" This is a serious question for me. "Oh! Oh! I didn't say anything... You were the one who said that..." I said while laughing, and he looked annoyed. "You were saying I’m stupid?!" he said before tickling me. I struggled to get out of his grip and hurriedly ran.

Bella. My brain was vacant, I could come up with a single thought, nothing was going on in my head. I was beyond certain if you threw something in there, it’ll echo. I searched my head, trying to come up with something, an answer, a funny comeback. I always had my treasure stack of comebacks ready to serve. It’s why Madame C nicknamed me smart mouth. I probably looked like a dumb fish opening and closing my mouth beneath him, his cock still glistening in my face.

He looked puzzled. "Okay and? I got it done the day I came in to get into this school." Yeah so, we are both smart. "Well, let's see what g****e has to say." I sat at my desk and opened up my laptop. "Well, would you look at that? 1987." I smirked, "No way." He got up within a flash. "Guess I'm just smart." I remarked. "Uh no. I just made a mistake." He said softly. "Sorry for calling you stupid. I guess I'm the stupid one." He looked unsettled, set off. Something was eating at him, I wanted to know, but It doesn't matter. "You're not stupid. Nor am I am stupid. You made a little mistake, I do it sometimes too. But that doesn't mean we are stupid. That just means that I’m smarter than you, y

Alexander laughed at me before saying, "Rules are meant to be broken.” I wondered what was funny. Is this his way of saying he'll not serve his punishment?. “Do you think you're smart?" he asked while taking out two plates to rinse and then he turned to me with a smile. “Everybody thinks of themselves that way." I responded raising my shoulder and opening my palm to demonstrate. ‘‘Your answer is not bad. As much as you think of yourself as being smart, I'm also a smart person." He paused, “Touch your back. You still have two cards left."

Stupid guy! He didn't just tag alone, he also stated some words; 'When you meet the right, hot, person. You've got it all. Fuck that useless git.' Wow. Useless? Git? Fuck? This guy was so stupid. He didn't have to insult me so bad. He at least knew I was so emotional. But duh, he didn't even care about my feelings. He was indeed a really smart, and pretentious guy. He played so bad. But thankfully, I didn't release my gem to him.

“Truth hurts, doesn’t it?” “What about ‘persistent’?” He counters. I roll my eyes. “That’s one way to put it.” “Or, maybe ‘physically strong’?” “Absolutely not.” “Smart?” “Good one.” “Right right. Insanely intelligent. That’s better.” “You forgot ‘humble’,” I retort sarcastically. “Ok. How about clever?” “That’s pushing it.” “Frustrating?” “Yes!” I give him a mocking clap. “You finally got one right.”