Funny Topics To Talk About Novels & Stories

I asked and she shrugged. “As sad as I am to admit it, our lives are miserable enough that talking about other people’s misfortune makes us feel like we have the upper hand over them. Plus it’s fun, and it’s almost impossible for names not to come out when you’re having fun. You understand that right? When you’re gisting with your friends, you end up talking about old classmates or mutual friends.” She shrugged when she looked at my face. “It doesn’t have to be negative things.”

Jessy understood what her father-in-law meant, she agreed on that point, There are many things that shouldn't be discussed or thought about if it makes them dislike or uncomfortable. "Talking about other things is more fun." Jessy immediately gave a response. A smile graced Jessy and Justin's lips. "Like what? What kind of thing is more fun to talk about? let's talk about.... Understanding what sentence Justin would say next, Jessy immediately shook her head. "No, not about the grandchildren, there are many other things we can talk about, Justin." "Well then, let's talk about something other than grandchildren, there are still lots of topics we can talk about."

"Yeah seriously Jeff, that was really funny," I said through the phone. I have been on a call with Jeff for almost one minute, we’ve been talking about the dumbest thing; a car truck driver that was flirting with a waitress. I know it’s dumb, and why would anyone waste their time talking about that? But excuse us for being so weird, Jeff and I were basically bored at that moment and the waitress and driver were a source of entertainment. "Yeah okay, I will talk to you later," I said

" Vagina or Dick?" That was today's topic of heated discussion amongst our friend group. You'd think we'd have better things to discuss, you know, stuff like Global warming and its causes or how we could stop it, or Increased inflation rate and how it's affected our economy,or high costs of living or how Joe Biden is slowly ruining America but after an hour of weed smoking, our brains fried, we chose to discuss the reproductive systems; because why not? Which is the better one? Why is it better than the other one and all that nonsense.

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

“That’s a shame. What do you do when you’re not delivering pizza?” “Gym, maybe video games or fixing cars. Normal guy stuff.” “So tell me your favorite movies, worst date story, what you’ll do with a million dollars.” I asked smiling. He answered easily, laughing at my teasing questions. The conversation flowed and he was funny in a quiet, dry way that made me forget Mark for a while. After ten minutes I felt the heat rising again. “God, it’s so hot in here,” I said, fanning myself. I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it off in one smooth motion.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what they were talking about… I tried to understand every topic they were talking about but it was about their past. The cycle of the conversation was just rotating to them, making me feel so… stuffy. I ignored those pathetic feelings as I was about to listen to their conversation when they suddenly burst out laughing… Even Gavin. Huh? “Oh my! Gavin! That time was really funny!” “Yeah, It was one of the moments that I couldn’t forget.” “Dude. I thought you didn’t notice that!”

"There's no good way to lose someone." "No. There isn't." We sat in comfortable silence for a moment. The waiter brought our food, and the conversation shifted to lighter topics. Pack dynamics. Training methods. The ridiculousness of traditional ceremonies that no one actually believed in anymore. Brynn made me laugh. Really laugh, for the first time in weeks. She had a way of seeing through bullshit that I appreciated.

I tried to end the topic of my mother's sex life. "Why, come on, don't be boring!" said Jack almost immediately. "Because it's not pleasant to talk about my mother and her partner's sex life, or are we talking about yours?". "It's not like she doesn't fuck a black guy almost your age and the whole urbanization is talking about it. It's reasonable for us to ask you, is that a rough conversation for you?" said Javier with his gossipy, curious face. "Fuck off, I'm going swimming" I said, getting up and going in the direction of the pool.

He instructed, and I nodded. After a little bit of silence, he then asked. “What are the things you do for fun?” I was quite surprised as he asked, I never thought such topics would matter to him. “Uhm, I just love going out to beautiful places, also like to try out new things and listen to good music when I'm bored or alone.” I smiled and he nodded. “Alright, at least you don't do some weird things for fun.” He murmured, and I furrowed slightly.