Sardonic Humor Novels & Stories

"I muttered sarcastically but he didn't catch it because the gleam in his eyes expanded and I wrote my eyes. It was a problem for a person not to understand when the next was being sarcastic. What the hell was my business with whatever went down between both of them? It was a conjoint and agreed act so he didn't have to solicit pity parties. "You do not believe me. You probably think I am doing this to get into your pants." That made me laugh out loud. He was not only delusional, he was funny. He should take some crash courses and begin his road tour telling jokes all over the continents.

I shook my head, wiping the corner of my eyes with my ringless finger. “I-I’m sorry,” I say, in between fits, “It's just that this whole thing”, I gesture between the two of us, “is fucking hilarious, don't you think?” The corners of his lips twitch slightly, fighting an annoyed smile “Funny isn't the word I would use to describe your current situation, Solnishko” There's an edge in the way he says those words that cause the laughter to quickly die down on my tongue. What the fuck did he mean by that?

I, too, stopped what I was doing and stared back at him. “Are you serious? In that case, are you trying to tell me to stay?”. He asked me, and the bright look on his face did it. I burst out laughing at him, equally dropping my cell phone aside and pointed a finger at him. Did he seriously think that I was being serious with him? I was only being sarcastic. How did he not get that? “Why are you laughing and pointing your finger at me? What is so funny?”. “Nothing. Nothing at all, brother”.

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?"

But the frowned turn to laugh all of sudden when I saw how his smile faded. "Why are you laughing?" He then sighed like a child. I didn't know grim reaper can be funny like this. How I wish to see Saint pouting like this. Maybe that's more interesting. Damn! I can't imagine. "You are ridiculous." "Tsk! Everyone's tells that." "Great, at the list I'm not the only one"

' "Oh, absolutely. " The joke's lost on Leo, but a few of the Lunas nearby stifle their giggles behind delicate hands. Solidarity in the sisterhood of the oppressed, or maybe they just appreciate good sarcasm. "You must feel so honored," a Luna, draped in too much silk and not enough empathy, coos at me, her words dripping with a venom that could rival a viper's. "The honor is all mine," I respond, laying the sarcasm on thick. "Who wouldn't want to be paraded around like a trophy by Alpha Narcissist himself?" I whispered

It was good that we were on the same path, we never wanted any conversation that had to do with the both of us. “You are a good horse rider, I’m sure you’ll beat me in a race,” I replied. She frowned, noticing the sheer sarcasm in my statement. The frown broke into a light smile then a giggle. “You have a sharp sense of humor,” she said in the middle of her giggles. I raised my brows at her, is that her way of avenging a sarcastic comment? Everyone understands that I know nothing about humor. It is for the weak and drunks.

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.

Everyone in the room straightened their backs in anticipation. Lucianne’s smile dropped and her voice came out stern and strong, “My behavior is the result of your actions. I’m genuine to the genuine, fake to the fake, lethal to the lethal. Fortunately or unfortunately, I will not be stupid to the stupid. So, instead of matching their low level of thinking, I choose to use sarcasm because I can see no reason to justify or explain myself. Those people will only hear what they want to hear, and I do not have a habit of begging people to understand me or my point of view. I only take the trouble to explain something if I can see that one is not a lost cause. Otherwise, I really couldn’t care le

I narrowed my eyes as I shot him a sarcastic smile, “You really love seeing me annoyed, huh?” He chuckled, shaking his head with a grin, “You really are something, Kathrina.” “Yeah, you bring out the annoyance in me,” I uttered sarcastically, putting up air quotes in annoyance for emphasis. “Okay, sorry. Sorry.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes again—he was still laughing, and I don’t even know why he finds me being annoyed funny! The last time I checked, I look pretty scary when I’m annoyed. Plus, he was just purposely doing it, it was definitely pissing me off.