I invented sarcasm in a former life.
I was a court jester for a mean king around 1000 BC. I invented sarcasm just so that I could insult him without him catching on, and then having me summarily executed. Eventually he caught on and I was executed.
After my execution, God told me that my invention was harmful to humanity so he no longer considered me a son, but more of an illegitimate nephew or something. Then He told me He was just being sarcastic, He likes sarcasm.
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I will befriend the friendless, help the helpless, and defeat... the feetless?