Spongebob Sarcasm Novels & Stories

She did have a thing for dealing with every situation with sarcasm. His eyebrow went up unable to read the sarcasm in her voice. He wondered why that would be a reason for her to shed tears. "Why would that make you cry? It's not your fault, it's just the way pigs were made" he said with seriousness as if he was teaching a kindergarten. Jessica couldn't believe that he thought that was why she was crying. His childishness and naivety made her wonder. How could a grown man who headed a company does not even know when she was being sarcastic?

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.

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?"

“You’re the dumb one, idiot.” “At least I’m not dumb enough to think I’m the Easter Bunny.” Scarlet shot back. “So you are dumb?” Kaileeh asked with a smirk. “At least you know it. Now, if you’d just learn to tell the difference between sarcasm, clueless one.” “I just think you’re jealous,” Scarlett spoke. “Of what?” Sage asked. “Oh, yes. Bimbos like you just make me extremely jealous. I want to be an airhead just like you when I get older. You know-“

Luna says after a moment, her voice dripping with sarcasm that cuts through the tension like a knife, "my mind is feeling so wonderfully clear and untroubled after receiving this latest bit of information." The sarcastic way she delivers the statement, combined with the exaggerated eye roll that accompanies it, makes me burst into laughter that I'm completely unable to control. The sound bubbles up from somewhere deep in my chest, part hysteria and part genuine amusement at the absurdity of our situation. "I honestly don't know what to think about any of this," I say, shaking my head as my laughter subsides into nervous giggles. "But there's absolutely nothing in her little performance that

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.

He says blankly. “Don’t be such a fun sponge.” “Really?” he arches his brow at me. “fun sponge? How old are you? Ten?” “Yeah, a fun sponge because you suck up all the fun,” I say, baiting him. “At least I’m ten, you’re like seventy with your grumpiness aura,” I say as a comeback and He glares at me before sighing and closing his eyes. “Hypothetically, if I agree, what places do you have in mind?”

"Will you please explain to me love why there are soap suds on the whole bathroom floor at 6 in the morning? I almost slip on the floor if I did not grab on the counter on time!" "You see Gideon. Uhmmm." I need a valid excuse. I need a good explanation to pacify his irritation. Help me! "Spongebob" I mentally face palm myself. I can even hear my ancestors say what the fudge. "What? Spongebob?" Gideon crossed his arms across his chest letting me dig my own grave deeper. So I did. We aim to please. "It is his fault. You see he got bored under the sea so he float up to the surface and decided to play in our bathroom with Peter the starfish."

He huffs like I'm the one being complicated, "I saaaid, this...isn't...'Bastian Harr'son!" "...Is this Sebastian?" "No!" The man cheers, "This is TREVOR!" He screams the words "no, this is Trevor" exactly how Patrick Star from the cartoon Spongebob Squarepants screamed "no, this is Patrick" during the episode he was a cashier at The Krusty Krab taking phone calls, and it is then that I'm completely done with Sebastian's bullshit, and his friend's. When he starts laughing uncontrollably, I rub my eyes. "Well, Tre-vor, why are you calling me from Sebastian's phone?"

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