Short Quotes Sarcasm Novels & Stories

With grad school entrance exams (GRE) looming, everyone was stressed out of their minds when Preston Lewis, the class heartthrob, announced that he'd secured a spot that let him skip the written exam entirely. He even promised he could get the same deal for everyone else. The whole class erupted in cheers and immediately launched into an excited debate over which universities they should choose. But something didn't seem right to me. I moved closer for a look and saw that the screen Preston was showing everyone was just an AI chatbot, Novi. I tried to warn them that Novi was only a chatbot, but my girlfriend, Carly Monroe, shoved me before I could finish. "Anders, you're just mad because

Even though I’d seen them exchange sarcastic remarks before, I expected Marco to be a little annoyed, but he stayed calm. "Is this how you and Martina always talk?" I asked. "You both throw around some pretty sarcastic comments." Marco shrugged casually and replied, "Yeah, that’s just how Marty and I are. We show affection through sarcasm. We may not talk much in front of other people, but when it’s just the two of us, we’re pretty chatty. We always have each other’s backs."

Along he years of putting up with Madame Brown's antiques, I'd figured out the only way to win over her was to kill her with sarcasm. Like the saying goes, kill them with kindness, but in my case, sarcasm was the whip I'd use in lashing. Madame Browne's haunting smile deepened and she stepped further, “I'm sure you don't mind a little company, it seems you sure do need it with this tire issue.” “Tire issue?” I asked, keeping my cool. I didn't want to lash out yet, I was going to hold it all back. I made sure my tone was as sarcastic as ever, hinting that she k ew what I was talking about.

"You're welcome. The day you submit to me will come, I promise!" That smile, like a poisonous snake, was chilling. "Go buy a pillow in the market!" Jessica said casually. Saxon was puzzled; he seemed to have had difficulty understanding the meaning of that sentence. Why did she suddenly change the topic? Finally gaining the upper hand, Jessica felt a great sense of relief. Indeed, sarcastic jokes do have different borders. It was drizzling outside the window, and Mr. Marcus would not be able to reach Times Square for a while. It was not a good idea to wait downstairs in the cold wind, but sitting face-to-face with Saxon in the restaurant made her feel even more uncomfortable.

"I don't actually accept jokes." I bit the insides of my cheeks out of shame. This is so annoying yet embarrassing at the same time. I mean, I meant what I said lately and he should take it as a joke! He knows that that is a flirty sentence yet he acts like he does not get any sarcasm. I would like to punch him right away in his face. How can I do so anyway? I let out an exaggerating sigh and I almost massage my temple. "I am sarcastic for Pete's sake," I said in monotone, almost a whisper but I made sure that he can hear me say that.

The cashier is currently wrapping the purchases. "Well, this is what they call little happiness. Gosh! You, you're abnormal. Everyone our age is crazy about W*****d, but you? Jusko, where are your sweet bones, your thrilling flesh? Are you gone?" This is a sarcastic question to me. It's good to fight.

It's one of those jokes that she have gone used to hearing by now. Everyone always seemed to make fun of her height. It annoys her. “Yeah, actually,” She said as sarcasm enveloped her tone. “I could slice you in half and toast you there too.” She threatened, making him fake a scared expression. “Please no,” He jokingly begged. “I'd play Barbies with you.” He added, which instantly earned him a smack on the back of his head. “You say that again, and I'm going to use my fucking bat on you,” She glared.

One corner of his mouth tilted — not in amusement. It was the kind of expression that made my chest tighten, the kind that suggested I'd said something particularly naive. Like watching a child insist that monsters don't exist while standing in a room full of them. His next breath came out as a scoff, short and sharp. "Yeah. But make sure to discuss personal life." The sarcasm slid under my skin before I could block it. There it was. The jab.

Harold smirked and said in a sarcastic tone, “Charlie, go ahead with your drama. I bet your so-called acquaintances are just some low-life gangsters and nobodies. Do you really think you’re so influential and powerful? I don’t believe you’re able to invite any prominent figures!” Wendy chimed in the sarcastic bandwagon. “A loser like Charlie is best at bragging. If no one attends your opening ceremony, you and this office will become Aurous Hill’s laughing stocks. Let’s see how you’ll get jobs or projects then!”

Shayari asked with a sarcastic smile Her words were laced with sarcasm. She slapped his usual words on his face only. He said these kinds of words to her many times. "Tara please i know that I did wrong you do not have to be sarcastic and use my words on me and make me more guilty then I am already." Aarhan said with a sigh