Funny Questions To Ask People Novels & Stories

Who is he? “How do you know all of that?” - I ask looking at the floor “I know everything about you” - he tells me “What’s my favourite colour? What’s my favourite food? What’s my favourite Drink? What’s my favourite Song? Am I a cat or a dog person? What do I like to do in my spare time? What kind of movies do I like to watch? What do I do when I’m upset?” - I ask these questions to him and he looks me deep in my eyes

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,

“Got any siblings?” “Yeah, a younger one.” “Really?” Her face brightens up and she leans forward. “What is their name?” “His name is Kay. He should be around your age.” “Huh, how do you know my age?” She asks. “Hmm, how old are you?” “It is rude to ask people their age.” “No, it is not. It is only rude if that’s the first thing you ask but I am really curious here. How old are you?”

“We should definitely fix that.” I tossed a piece of popcorn into my mouth and shrugged. “What do you have in mind?” "I get to ask you basic questions people would expect me to know" he said "Alright, shoot!" I said adjusting into the seat “What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re not working?” “That’s easy, reading or binge-watching movies,” I answered without hesitation. “Nerd,” he teased, nudging my arm. “Your turn. Ask me anything.” I thought for a moment, trying to come up with a lighthearted question, but instead, something heavier slipped out before I could stop it. “Why did you choose me?”

I paused. "You cannot ask any question linked to the previous one...each and every question should be unique...." I said. "Fine" he said. "No uncomfortable question...i will have the choice to abort the question..." I said. "No...its not fair...and there is no such things like uncomfortable between couples..." He said. "But.." i started. "No if and buts...i will not ask you any uncomfortable question...okay?" He said. "Okay. My first question is your happiest moment?" i said.

We see some particularly hilarious moments from our bachelor and bachelorette parties and, of course, the filmed questions. - "James, how many kids do you want?" asks Reed. - As many as she wants," he says with a smirk. - Tanya, how many kids do you want?" asks Clara. - Plenty! (I'm completely torn.) - How many? - Like... Like the mini Olafs in The Snow Queen!" - Oh goddess," I say, burying my face in James's costume as he laughs as hard as our guests. - "Tanya, which one of you is the grumpiest in the morning?

She said and the couple laughed it off, claiming that they understand "Mom, can we leave please?" Max spoke up in his deep sexy voice that was laced with annoy Immediately they left, "Olivia, how could you greet elders like that?" her mother a What worries them was how they could tell that Max was pi "I didn't come here to be greeting people. Moreover, I did say 'hi' to them." She said nonchala .. Immediately Max and his family settled down on their seat, "she's so beautiful." Emily sai "But was deprived of a brain. Grow up well, dear." Max rep

Annie giggled, “You’re always so curious, Aunty Dee.” “Some call it curious,” I joked. “Some call it nosy.”

He opened the door, waiting for me to go first. Getting into the car, he turned to look at me. “Do you have another ridiculous question for me hidden in your pockets?” I may be wrong but somehow, he looked eager to know. I had so many questions but I figured I'd be pushing my luck if I asked them so I decided to play it safe yet again by asking another simple question. Okay, not just simple, but ridiculous as well. But in my defense, I really wanted to know. “What's your favorite color?”

I answered all of her questions with a constant smile on my face. Then she asked me the most irritable question which is asked to many Indian youngsters who are not even getting engaged and they have to face it in many family get-togethers and functions. The question is pretty simple for the one who asks it but the worse for the one who has to answer it. Whoever has to answer this question becomes uncomfortable while answering the question still, no one stops asking them and they get tired of giving the answer to the same irritable question asked by many in any function.