Funny Questions With Answers Novels & Stories

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

" Uhhh... Maybe Yes." " Oh, I'm Sorry! Wrong Answer. When a cow laughs, Ice cream comes out of her nose. You do not win any tickets." Peter laughed then hung up I laughed heartily at that " It was... Hysterically funny!!" He was giggling heartily as holding his stomach " I can imagine his face!" " Poor guy took that question seriously." I laughed more " Yep, another one." We called some other people and made fun of them until this least " Hey!" A woman replied

"No. That's not it. In this game, we ask each other questions and if we can't answer honestly, we empty our cups. Trust me, it's fun." His eyes narrowed. "You're lightweight, aren't you?" "And you're no fun." I said with an eye roll. He finally agreed and filled both our cups with the last of the wine. "Fine then." "I'll go first. What do you do for a living?" He shook his head and gulped down his drink then opened another one. "Your turn," He said. "You do not want to answer that question, do you?" "It's a game, Iris. Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

“ he had some crazy ass kinks you wouldn’t believe it” “ it can’t be that bad” “ he wanted me to answer biology questions” After a moment of silence “ GURLLL WHAT!?”.

" Ian frowned at the question. Ian (8:15 pm) : What kind stupid question are you asking? Irritating Twat (8:16 pm) : Don't know the answer? Ian (8:16 pm): No. Irritating Twat (8:17 pm) : Because it is made out of cells! Haha! Ian gaped at the message for a long time before a small laugh escaped his mouth. The joke was really lame but it was funny.

He immediately stops when he realizes what he is about to make me feel comfortable. I begin answering the quiz. He watches me read in silent and select on the answers. It makes me feel a little distracted when his eyes are staring at me. When I reach to the last item, I have to ask him about it since it’s not on his notes. He breaks his stare from me and asks, “What’s the question again?” “How many bones are in the human body?” “Can you guess?” I don’t know the answer. “600?” I say with a trailing doubt of my answer.

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

“You sure? They’re terrible.” “Worse than your attempts at washing dishes?” he teases. I gasp, mock offended. “That was one time. And you said you were gonna drop it.” “One very memorable time.” I smirk. “Ready?” He nods. “Okay. Why don't eggs tell each other secrets?” “Why?” “Because they might crack.” A short laugh escapes him. “That one’s bad.” “Wait, I’ve got more. What do you call a can opener that doesn’t work?”

sge asked still acting surprise. “Retail store, do they sell dick there?” I asked her another question but this time around not waiting for her to respond. “No, no, scratch that… How long is the cock” her laugh after what I said only annoyed me. She could barely stand as she started laughing letting go of her bag. “What is so funny?” I asked raising my voice and she could tell that I was not joking around. “Do you think I am a fool? What do you take me for?” I slammed the cup against the table causing the water to spill over.

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,