No, it’s not really World Sarcasm Day. It’s just been that way for me. So I thought I’d make up a post containing all the sarcasm that Emperor Google had to offer.
WARNING: If you’re feeling depressed and are not quite fond of sarcasm, then please stop right there and don’t read on. I have no intention of making you feel more hurt than you already are. Hope your day gets better. Lots of love.
If you’re still reading this, then, well, Happy Sarcasm Day!
Let’s start with the definition, shall we?
And now to point out interesting illustrations…
And I can’t resist adding the classic sarcastic quote of all times…
And to the one person who made this day what it was, I know you’ll never even read this, but still, there’s something I’d like to tell you. *Voice dripping with sarcasm* You go, girl! (And please, don’t come back. Spare me your amazing life-ruining self.)
Thanks for making the day so unbearably bitter. Thanks for making me realise that I should never have let my walls down, should never have let you in. That I should have kept up my habit of not trusting people. Really, hope is a disastrous thing. So thanks for crushing down whatever I had left of it. And also, thanks for making me realise my mistakes. Gee, I really, really tend to get attached to the wrong people, don’t I?
I hope, someday, you become more concerned about being beautiful at heart than being beautiful in looks. Trust me, you’ll be happier that way. And, girl, no matter how much I hate you, you’ll always be… someone I care about. Someone I wish the best for — always have, always will. Because I’m not like you. I know just how to be a friend, and a loyal one at that. Just please do me a favour and never show me your face again. I’m not sure that I could keep myself from giving you a tight slap.
Sincerely,
Bhramori
P.S. I’m sorry for that overdramatic monologue, guys. I ended up saying a whole lot more than I intended to, but somehow I can’t bring myself to delete the words. Sorry if I bored you.
The Crazy Perfectionist 