Novel & Cerita Sarcastic Haters Quotes Funny

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.”

He's fortune that I'm not a bad person like him, but if I'm a bad person like him, I'm going to publicly humiliate him. "What?! My face is not good to see?" I asked, irritably. "Yes!" He sneered. "If my face isn't good to see, your face is not good to see too! You look like a monster!" I told him, sarcastically. "I'm not a monster! You're a witch!" "Really?" He nodded and begins to laugh again. "Yes! You're a witch and there's no doubt about it." "Crazy! Get out of my sight! I don't want to see your face! You're just ruining my day! If you can't say anything good, you better leave and mind your own life!" I snarled at him and he laughs.

I watch a few of them laugh hysterically at something they said. "That's all because of you. You brought everyone together with your bonfire idea." He says. "You've got a little Yoghurt on your mouth." "It's ice cream." "Oh, it matters." Sarcasm drips from his tone. I wipe my mouth with the back of my palms. "Sarcasm ruins the image, you know." He whips his head in my direction for an instant. "What image?" "You trying to be less of an asshole." "Is that what you think I'm doing?"

He threw his perfect tomato head back in laughter, “Cops? Oh Sara baby, we both know the cops don’t give a shit about you.” Tears suddenly stung my eyes and I sucked in a harsh breath to hide it, “Your plastic surgery was successful I see,” I swung the rolling pin in my head, “Would be a shame you’ll have to go under the knife to re-do your nose job.” “What the fuck Saratan?” He yelled, the rolling pin slightly missing him by an inch, “I just asked for your help. Not like I asked to fuck you!” “That was just a warning.” I spat, “Leave right now.”

] Netizen 6: [Marketing accounts/haters: “Waaah, this is cheating, it doesn’t count!” Fans: “We ARE cheating. Deal with it if you don’t like it!”] Netizen 7: [Hahaha, you guys are too much! But I love it! Post more!] Scarlett’s fans were quite like her—they confronted haters head-on and gave marketing accounts the cold shoulder with silence. After shutting down the trolls and haters with sarcasm, her fans seamlessly shifted the focus away from negativity. The incident ended as a successful turnaround. Scarlett looked at the dramatically changed T*****r feed, sighed softly, and closed the app.

The man hit his both hands on the table angrily and said through gritted teeth. “It would feel so good to be killed by the one you love the most.” The woman said to him and the man frowned completely displeased by her attitude. “You’re crazy.” He then stood up and left the room. “I will kill that brat like I had killed her.. hahahaha..” Behind him, the woman’s evil laugh was echoing making the man realized what a big trouble he had taken after joining his new job…. …

he held it with his two hands, horizontally, "Then I'm going to ask you questions." "Right so what's the use of the stick?" I asked, furrowing my brows. "See, if you piss me off, I'll hold the stick tight and the more you piss me off, I'll hold it tighter and tighter until it breaks." He explained, "And when it breaks then things won't be good for you, printsessa." (Princess) "You aren't even Russian." I mumbled, internally rolling my eyes. He smirked, "I see you've done your research. And yeah I know I'm not Russian but you see, they say I'm hot when I speak Russian."

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

I replied to him honestly. “Oh common Sky, I am not giving you my precious company, I am coming with you to check out the hot girls. “Liar” I playfully nudged him. Seriously, he should learn how to take a compliment. As he stood up to his full six feet height, from the couch I saw what’s written on his Shirt *MY ONE SMILE CAN KILL YOU* each word spelt in red and bold! “You bought the wrong shirt, Chris, replace that ‘smile’ with ‘fart’ and you are good to go” I teased.

Her smile was grim as she faced the person whose suffering she had contributed so much on. “First of all, your haters on the internet are not really actual people so don't take to heart what they're saying. I mean, most of them anyway.” Ren replied this time, having been the one who has read most of the nasty comments on Andrea, “What do you mean?”