Sarcastic Haters Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

"W-w-w-what?" I laughed nervously, "CrazyHater?" Suddenly, my throat felt dry and rough, "I'm not Cra-CrazyHater." I smiled sheepishly as I try to keep my composure. Oh no, Oh no, Oh no! NO!!!

F*ck it, I thought I was going to die early. "You bitch, no one had ever slap my shoulder. " I said while I glare at him when I was able to meet his gaze. — "I'm sorry rich kid." he said mocking me and laugh at my irritated face. "Anyway, hi. Stop frowning, you look ugly" and he really had the guts to say that so I smack his head hard. " You ASSHOLE, you're late and you're annoying me, What a great friend you are eh?" I said sarcastically.

Disdain dripping from my expression, I ambled to the front of my car, my boys did the same, patiently waiting for a reason to release fire, that will depend on what this bitch boy had to say because right now seeing him even added fuel to my anger. “How are you, my friend?” He asked in a psychopathic tone, his words dripping with sarcasm. “I'm always good, and I do not appreciate losers like you blocking my way!” I pointed out. “Well, we both know who the loser is right now, I mean…. I'm not the one trending on the internet, you are,” he said with an annoying shrug, his tone still laced with sarcasm. Does he have the guts to speak to me about that?

"Damn you! Stop playing with me because it's not funny anymore! Why are you toying with me like this? Is it fun playing with me, you basta----" "Call me b*astard again and you'll regret it" My eyes squinted in anger. Is he a bipolar? Now he's angry again! Instead of getting threatened of him, I smirked. "Really?...B-A-S-T-A-R-D" I spelled sarcastically, taunting him.

I wanted to leave rather than listen to his nonsense because I might not be able to stop myself from saying shit to him, but I can’t take it anymore! “Oh, really mister CEO?” I said with an exaggerated exhale. “Too bad, I don’t like employers who are a fool of themselves, too.” I shouted. “You think the world revolves around you? Just because you own the company, doesn’t mean you could wrap all your employees around your fingers. You know what? I think your employees are working here and taking all your shits just because they really need money!” I paused to allow air to enter my lungs before I resumed. “For them to put up with this?” I spread my arms. “Oh, they might really need money.” I s

He uttered sarcastically. "You are just a pathetic idiot who knows nothing but imposing your emotions on someone. I hate you, Ashley. I can't stand your presence," My jaw dropped and I slowly clenched my fingers tightly into fists as I threw him a murderous look, but he didn't look like he was affected by it.

“Thanks, Nate. I mean it.” “You’ll figure it out,” I said. “And when you do, I want naming rights on your next signature cocktail.” He laughed for real this time. “Only if it includes your bitter personality and a splash of self-righteousness.” We both chuckled. “You're an asshole, you know that.” I retorted. He shrugged like I just stated a fact, “Learnt form the best.” And like that the gloominess lifted and my sarcastic, down to earth, best friend was back in the room.

They would say provoking things like, “No need to get back up. You’re all worn out and dirtied, and you’ll definitely look back as you try to get back up..” “Why struggle after closing down? Isn’t it better to sell out this empty mall?” “Douchebag! Smelly fish! A smelly fish will always be rotten, no matter how much it changes!” The fake haters would ridicule Julian, and some even suspected Julian of faking everything. Nonetheless, the heated discussion brought popularity to this food court.

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?"

Mark sneered the word, and then laughed; "They say it's a deadly sin. No my friends denial is a sin, and those who deny greatness are the true sinners. To keep this short and use a modern term these people are haters. They hate us because they know were better and they are jealous. I am not supposed to take pride in my appearance because they don't look like me. I should hold back at work so my inferior co-workers look less inferior." Mark sighed for dramatic effect and shook his head before continuing;