Sarcasm

Minimalism Ruined My Life (But at Least I Have One Chair)
Greetings from the echoing cathedral that is my living room, where the acoustics are immaculate because there is nothing in here except me, a succulent named Trevor, and the one chair I kept “for guests.” I am living proof that you can declutter your way straight into a spiritual crisis and still have to stand while eating cereal. Minimalism promised me serenity. It delivered shin splints from all the standing. Behold my cautionary tale...
By The Pompous Post6 months ago in Humor
*The Great Mango Heist*
In the thick of a July afternoon, when the sun hung heavy and the air smelled like warm earth and ripe fruit, the mango trees of Ahmedpur wore their golden bounty with pride. And none shone brighter than Haji Saab’s ancient Chaunsa tree—its branches sagging under the weight of mangoes so sweet, people swore they could make a grumpy uncle crack a smile.
By meerjanan6 months ago in Humor
The Marriage Proposal Mix-Up
In the heart of Gulab Nagar—a town where news travels faster than a scooter with a flat tire—lived a young man named Shani. At 26, he was what you might call selectively ambitious. He could nap for eight hours straight without interruption, debate the best chai spot in town for hours, and had once written a 10-page essay on why socks are overrated. But when it came to jobs? He preferred to “explore his options.”
By meerjanan6 months ago in Humor
The Great American Tariff Tantrum: A Love Story Between Uncle Sam and Your Wallet. AI-Generated.
This humorous article has been created with the assistance of AI. Once upon a time in the land of Stars, Stripes, and Seasonal Pumpkin Spice Lattes, Uncle Sam decided that shopping internationally was just too easy for his dear citizens. Why let Americans enjoy affordable goods when you can sprinkle in a little “economic patriotism” in the form of rising tariffs?
By Michael Chomba6 months ago in Humor
The Quiet Rebellion - How Introverts Weaponize Silence to Reshape a Noisy World. AI-Generated.
Your social stamina wasn’t forged in team-building retreats; it crawled from a 40,000-year-old cave where Og the Introvert discovered nodding beat shouting. While his extroverted brother Ugh died mid-roar ("SABERTOOTH! LEFT!"), Og survived by perfecting the art of strategic silence. This evolutionary fluke birthed humanity’s greatest stealth advantage: the power of purposeful quiet. Fast forward to today, where your ability to disappear into a book at a wedding is Darwinian excellence.
By Joe Brown6 months ago in Humor
Gloria vs. the Self-Checkout Machine
Miss Gloria Martin had a long-standing relationship with her local supermarket. She knew the aisles like the back of her hand, she knew the cashier who gave out extra coupons, and she always brought her own shopping bags—color-coded, of course. At 72, Gloria had no patience for nonsense and even less for machines pretending to be helpful. 😤
By Solene Hart6 months ago in Humor
“The Misadventures of Mr. Bashir’s Goat”
In the sleepy village of Chamanpur, where the rooster crowed like a clock and the gossip traveled faster than the wind, lived a man named Mr. Bashir. He was a man of stature—both in height and in self-opinion. With a thick, well-groomed mustache that curled at the ends like a vintage cartoon villain’s, and a waistcoat that strained just a little too hard across his belly, Bashir carried himself like a man who’d never lost an argument.
By meerjanan6 months ago in Humor
Congratulations, You’re Real!
Do you ever hear a recording of yourself and realize the voice other people hear is completely different from the one in your head?
By S. M. Shogan6 months ago in Humor
Miss Gloria Goes Grocery Shopping. Top Story - August 2025.
Before I get this story going I just want to announce that I will be putting Rate-O-Rama on hold for a while as I am unable to write the new gloria adventures and continue Blackbird Fly and Voices while also doing Rate-O-Rama. R-O-R is my lowest rated of these four so for now it will be on vacation. Thank you, RHC
By Rick Henry Christopher 6 months ago in Humor
Loyalty Cards, Punch Cards, and Other Ways I’ve Sold My Soul for a Free Smoothie...
Dear Consumer of Questionable Judgment and Excellent Taste... At some point in modern history, we collectively decided that our eternal devotion could be purchased for the low, low price of one free coffee after ten visits. And like moths to a punch-card-shaped flame, we said, “Yes. Take my loyalty. Take my email. Take my identity. I want that medium iced latte with oat milk and the crushing weight of consumer debt.”
By The Pompous Post6 months ago in Humor
How To Be Someone*
To exist in this world — let alone survive — one must try to be someone. After all, everyone on planet Earth is categorically somebody. Whether they’re good, bad, poor, rich, smart, dumb, feminine, masculine, or anywhere in between, they all exist.
By Snarky Lisa6 months ago in Humor
Tiny Lies That Keep the World From Exploding. Top Story - August 2025.
Today’s topic is small lies. Not the kind that break up marriages, topple empires, or end celebrity careers. I’m talking about those little, everyday “truth adjustments” we use to avoid awkwardness, misunderstandings, or simply because… it’s easier.
By Tina's Blossom Life6 months ago in Humor