Unequivocally Sarcastic

My writing teachers didn’t corrupt me this year. They planted dollops of sarcasm for me to discover along the way, hoping I might catch on at some point. It’s like a scavenger hunt. But not in the go find your soul along the journey way that most teachers force on us. Utilizing their own sarcasm to the fullest potential, they converted me. How could I resist? The sassy rhetorical skills begged me to engage them in banter. It was an inevitable encounter, and now that we’re starting to get to know each other, I’m opening my mind. 

New friends are fun.