Crazy Questions To Ask Novels & Stories

“Thank you for staying with us, Kath.” The game continued and it was one of the weirdest set of questions and dares I've ever encountered in my life. They would ask questions like ' do you know who invented the chalk?' or ' I dare you to act like the most popular person ever existed in this whole wide world. Weird but atleast...we're happy..

If I decided to ask those questions. Probably not.

He answers, returning the quesions. "Mine is purple, but I also like blue." I answer, then I ask "What is your favorite dinner food?" We keep talking as we drive, our questions vary from trivial to personal. Some questions just get a basic answer like what is your favorite time of year? Others get a more detailed answer, like what is your biggest regret?

“I know this is a strange question, but I want to get to know you better, see what makes you tick, and discover what it is you want out of life.” “Okay, so ask away.” She grins. “Well, what do you want to do with your life?” She almost chokes on a mouthful of bread, then laughs. “Wow. Nothing like coming out with the big questions right away.” “I told you it was going to be a pointed question, but I genuinely want to know what it is you want to do?” “This isn't a trick question?”

"Shouldn't you go first?" "No, I don't know about the game and you brought it up so you go first." I laughed. "Okay, what's your favorite color?" He said with a smile. "I really don't have a favorite color so I don't know. Oh wait, I think it's black or any dark color." I nodded. "That's good. Now, you ask me any question." "So, you mean I can ask you anything?" "Yes, you can." "Okay. How many girlfriends have you had?" I asked, feeling nervous on having to ask.

"So did you steal the cabin just as you stole the truck?". "You're just full of so much questions today". "I don't remember asking so much questions". "So asking about my past doesn't pose as a question?". "It was just one question Sia, what the fuck is wrong with you?". "Nothing. Stop being a nosy bitch Crinka and get out of the fucking truck".

“Of course, you have to answer my question to you. So, what's your answer? The light is on or off?” “All right, on?” then suddenly they shouted. “Ssh, be quiet. Next question ma'am, chocolate or sex? ” “Huh? Wait, choco-” he didn't let me finish speaking, and he immediately changed the question. “Next question, Hotel or motel?” Whatever he asks me, i always feel like i'm on a hot seat. “Hotel?” then they shouted again. “Is it exciting, ma’am? This is the next question. Is he muscular or handsome?”

And also because her friends always ask weird questions in order to tease her. “What do you want to know? Ask away. I’ll answer your questions,” Cara said with the smile. “Okay so tell us when did you have your first sex….” Addy started in a teasing tone but Cara cut her off in the middle saying, “No weird questions. I won’t tell you anything if you do that”. Sarah laughed at her annoyed expression. “Okay, we will ask decent questions”. “So tell us, how did you meet for the first time? In locker room of college? In classroom? Did you bump into him? Was it love at first sight?” Sarah asked all the questions in one go and Cara couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend’s excitement.

Jane- Screw you. Hunter- Lol… let’s play a game. Hunter- Twenty questions. You in? Jane-Why do I hate this game already? Hunter- You’re hilarious. Hunter- I’ll start… Where’s the craziest place a guy has ever kissed you? Jane- Wow. It’s that kind of game we’re playing? Hunter- What kind of questions did you think I was going to ask you? Your favourite food? Or perhaps your favourite colour? Jane- I do not appreciate your sarcasm.

"I'm a little jealous of my baby sister, I guess she told you that we have some of the same interests... and I hope I can find a guy like you someday." "There's a lot of us out there looking for this," I said, "I'm sure you'll find someone." "Mmm, I hope so," she replied. Then she paused before saying, "Would you guys mind if I was really nosy and asked you some stupid questions?" "Ask away," said Karen, "we're open books!" "Well, I'm just curious... how often do you, uh, you know, how often do you do..." We all laughed when Karen jumped in to finish her question. "Kinky stuff?"