Funny Questions That Make You Think Deeply นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He laughed like a housewife sharing the most casual of gossip. "I, of course, just want to urge you to ask her the right questions. Nothing drastic, of course! Maybe ask, how did Gideon Powers suddenly end up dead after his clear life sentence? And how did Delta Natalia end up dead as well in quite a similar fashion? Oh, and do ask who was responsible for a certain cake shop fire that turned literally everyone and everything to ash."

Camilla narrows her eyebrow at me and laughs, “Seriously, we just answered like a hundred questions in there.” I let out a small chuckle as I swipe my screen to prevent the phone from locking. “They are not educational, just a few questions for fun.” I tell her and he nods slowly. I look back to my phone and clear my throat, “Would you rather drink water for six days straight or anything but it has to have a little spit in it.” Camilla snorts, “Spit clearly.” “Yea,” I giggle. “I guess we do drink spit when kissing.”

Is he still laughing at me? "Are you making me fun because of me?" I punched his arm while asking. "Fck, I can't stop laughing." My gad, what's funny? "What's funny? And stop cursing no!" I am really irritated right now but yeah it's effective. He doesn't remember my food hehe.

He said with a horrified face. "It's like you made up your mind to decline everything." I pouted. "We can do the questions thing. And only truth accepted." "Okay like 20 questions. So you go first?" He thought for a moment, "How do you feel if you woke up and you are famous?"

Creeped out, I raised both of my arms up in defeat and asked him awkwardly, "Whyyy are you asking me these questions? He crossed his arms in front of hist chest. "Why should I not be asking you these questions?" I squinted my eyes. "Why are you answering my questions with more questions?" He shrugged. "Why should I not be answering you a question to your questions?" I blinked. "I am honestly kind of confused right now." He continued. "Why are you kind of confused?" "Because why is green not the opposite of pink?" I asked with a nod before putting my own paintbrush down and grab my phone. "Let's ask G****e!"

I followed him to his car, and once we were both in, he turned on his car engine and drove to I don't know where. "Do you like comedy?" He asked, and I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "I don't know!" That was all I told him. I mean, I didn't know what to say. The question seemed out of context. A weird silence consumed us for a while before he asked again. "What do you think about Deadpool?" "What is wrong with you?" I answered his question with another question. "I mean, what's with the weird questions?" He chuckled before he added,

"Besides, there is still a chance that a car will come by." "I haven't seen one car since we got on the road. It is probably washed out from the storm," I said, pessimism sinking in. "We can make it entertaining if you want. What about a game, like twenty questions?" he asked. I arched an eyebrow. "You think that will be entertaining?" "Let's find out. I'm thinking of an item. Can you figure out what it is in twenty questions?" he asked playfully. Luke and I continued walking while I tried to guess what he was thinking. He was right, playing a game was entertaining. He had me laughing and took my mind off the situation we were in completely.

It didn't help that I was wearing heels either. "Let me tell you a joke," Conner says. We all looked at him as he motioned us to come closer. "Can a kangaroo jump higher than the Empire State Building?" He gives us a moment to think before he bursts out laughing. "Yes, because the Empire State Building can't jump!" Conner raised his hand in the air with less coordination, demanding that he get a high-five for his terrible dad joke. He got a few nudges and pushed instead. If I were sober, I would have gagged a little, but since I was drunk, I am beyond the point of caring and laughed for the sake of it.

Jeanne was just so used to those jokes. “Ah, I have another one. Even Jeanne never heard of this,” said Ma. “Hit me up,” replied Jeanne. She looked forward to the joke. Aaron sipped the coffee. “Okay... Do you know why mushrooms like to party?” Asked Ma. This time the two of them stayed silent. “This one's hard,” said Aaron while thinking for the answer. “Cause they had those polka dots? I mean they got quite nice costumes there,” Jeanne tried to answer.

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.