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Sarcasm is not a defense mechanism. It's a state of mind.
harleymay
After commenting on a friend's facebook status, Keli, you know her, she does the blonde blog with me, she pointed out that some people might not understand I was being sarcastic when I said something about locking my children in a closet.

Keli understood my humor, but suggested I add a little parenthetical *wink wink* or "Just kidding! You know I wouldn't do that. :)"

I think the more appropriate action would be to clarify when I'm not being sarcastic. Facetiousness: I love it. I live it, breathe it, eat it, and bathe in it. I can't get enough of it. “Really” and “Seriously” will now be my non-facetious indicators. Here are some examples:

Frank Ferri is a satirical god. Seriously.
Here’s another:
Frank Ferri is the funniest man alive. Really.

See how that works?

Here’s a good example of my sarcasm:

I want to make out with Frank Ferri.

Now, I really think that this should go without saying, but I’ll say it anyway. I really don’t want to make out with Frank Ferri. Outside of his published work I have no idea who he is. He could be serving 10-15 up at Attaca. He could be a farmer with 8 children and a little misses expecting a lovely number 9. He could have horrible bad breath. He could have lovely spearmint flavored breath. He could be a preacher, porn star, cross dresser, I don’t know. The point is, try to use some common sense as to whether or not a happily married mother of 3 would want to make out with Frank Ferri or not. Please.

http://frankferri.com/

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Seriously?

(Anonymous)
Sarcasm should be served on a cone... with sprinkles please.

A world without sarcasm...

...doesn't bear thinking about.

Me, I like to keep people guessing, so no parentheticals for me, thanks ;).

-Don

I find the ellipsis works for me when being sarcastic. If I didn't use, it, how would people know I wasn't serious? I can't make assumptions about my readership, y'know...

Dear friends,

I do not like to smile. Nor do I like fuzzy kittens, chocolate, or peppermints. You do not remind me of these things and I am not grateful for you. Good day. Or not, whatever.

My brother and I are so sarcastic together that we make my mother cry. Then he threatened to eat my children and she cried harder. It was pretty sweet.

-Mercedes

Dude, let's go find Frank Ferri and start a commune together.

Carol, that would not be wise because then I would want to make out with him.

Left a little something for you on my blog, hon! Check it out! http://carol-in-print.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-blog-will-follow.html

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