Sarcasm Quotes Novels & Stories

] "One of the things I like about him... He's a corny joker." ["Like what?"] I clap my hands once. "About teleporting mosquitos. Anyhow, he can make me laugh." ["He could have learned from me~ To make a woman laugh is to make them fall for that man."] "Like what?" ["Hmm, what do you call a mosquito inside the mosquito net?"] "What?"

"I'm perfectly okay." Sadly, I failed to detect the sarcasm

Sarcasm Sarcasm fixed 90% of his problems. Maybe the number of percentage was a little exaggerated but it was close to the catch. Sarcasm helped to soften blows and sometimes save him from conversations with basic straight white men who only communicated in base ball, coochie and trucks. He has used it to get passes into club and generally just made him a really attractive person to talk to..that's if he's conversing with a sensible witty person. "Guys...I'm so so sorry. This is all my fault, all of this. This is why I came here, so that's what she meant by say she already had who she thought was responsible…" Rachel thought back to the car conversation.

Sarcasm laced every single word. Harlow let out an uneasy laugh; she had to agree, he was the most harmful person she'd ever met, but it wasn't like Harlow could do anything about it, at least she had thought that until now. "Yeah, a real keeper. Don't you think?" Harlow replied. "Oh, most certainly." With her own form of sarcasm, Mia said, "When did the dreams start?"

The air was filled with their laughter as they retold splendidly outrageous and laugh inducing anecdotes. Sara launched the story, but with a dash of sweetness in her voice. “Austin presented me with a cup of coffee only for it to trip and spill all over my notes as if I am its clumsy oaf.” Austin interjected, he was doubtlessly sarcastic. “Of course no one could believe that Sara was reliable enough to observe a cup of coffee coming around.” Sara dodged with a smile that would not disappear from her face. “I don’t belittle your lack of intelligence; such is the case with some of the people.”

The last was a sarcasm making me want to laugh but she frowned and my laughter disappeared almost immediately I saw the frown on her face. "Sorry sorry sorry Ciara_ I wasn't laughing at you. The sarcasm was just funny. You said she's good at her work, I know she's not doing any work so_ I thought you were probably just joking around. I am sorry if that upset you_ So, please continue, I wanna hear more."

I let out a sarcastic smile, “have fun inhaling carbon dioxide there.” With that, they burst out laughing. “We really need to think ways to put some humor inside your brain!” Ave exclaimed, still laughing. I pursed my lips. “I don’t need that.” “As expected from you,” Rebel chuckled. I roll my eyes heavenwards. I don’t need some humor. A bitter smile placed against my lips. I only need someone who’ll save me from this hell. “How about this?” “Your showing too much skin.” “This one?” “Too short.”

I said and turned back to what I was doing. "I could help you with things you might need ,I have been here way longer than anyone ," he said . "Great so tell me the history ," I said sarcastically and he scoffed. "I am just saying you might need my help, that's all ,I turned abruptly and twisted my foot to the wrong side making me lose balance ,but Mr idiot was able to save me from falling. Great ,note the sarcasm. "Get your dirty hand off me ," I said , breaking free from his stupid embrace.

"Hey, are you okay?" "Of course. I'm only vomiting my guts out dude!" The woman's wet lips curve upwards in a sarcastic smile. "Nothing to see here, really. Everything is God damn peachy." "Mhm," the corner of my lip rose a little in admiration. "Sarcasm and fiery… two qualities I must say I find rather intriguing in a woman," "Whatever, can you—" the girl waves me off weakly, before she can finish her sentence another round of vomit passes through her lips.

“If I choose the job, I obviously can’t go back to my mom, though?” It took her few seconds before she sighed. “Yeah, it makes sense. Sorry, I got it from p*******t and thought it was a cool quote.” I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. But failed miserably as she made an eye contact with me. I cracked up to the point she throws the sofa cushion right onto my face. “Shut up.” “It’s a cool quote, though.” “Fuck off.”