If Questions Funny Novels & Stories

Her eyes kept roaming round my face and I had no doubt she was being serious but I couldn’t help the laughter that escaped me. She frowned deeply, her angry brows creasing together in a way that made me laugh even more. ‘You doing cheap weed captain?’ ‘What?’ ‘That shit ain’t good for you’. ‘Are you going to answer the question?’ ‘Why would you even ask me that?’ ‘You know what? Forget I asked’. She turned back and resumed walking inside. Girls are weird. Where does one even generate such questions from? ‘Hey captain!’ I called after her. ‘What?’ She spun around

Haya who silently listened to him asked the most funniest question " what movie did you watch?" "What?" Rayyan uttered Unbelievably. "You heard me." She glared at him. "Fast and furious, why do you ask?" Rayyan was confused. Haya casually replied " I thought you watched porn." "What the ... Seriously.... Astaghfirullah." Rayyan yelled. "Shush." Haya silenced him. "Like Seriously?" He couldn't believe it. "Whatever." She whisper yelled. "You think so low of me." He glared. Giving her full attention she looked at him " what else would I think?, I mean why not?, You kissed Catherine remember?" She huffed and angrily looked away.

“How about we play a game? Something lighthearted. 20 Questions?” He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “20 Questions? What, like, we take turns asking random questions?” “Exactly,” I said, feeling my pulse quicken. “We ask anything—no filters, no restrictions. And you have to answer honestly. It’ll be fun.” He chuckled. “Alright, love, you’re on. You can go first.” I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the onslaught of questions that was about to come. “Alright, here’s an easy one. What’s your favorite food?”

I can be dangerous. A simple winky face is drawn next to it and I stifle a laugh, reminding myself to be silent. What is with the notes? Sure they’re fun, but what is the purpose? It’s not like mates need to get to know each other first, it’s blasphemous to reject them either way. But that’s what he’s doing. Underneath the silliness, both men ask a barrage of questions. If you weren’t imprisoned what would you be doing right now?

“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?”

"What? SPAGHETTI and faKE.... Spake!" " Darling.. I know my jokes are not funny but your answer is..... very corny..." Ycson replied. Sol glared at Ycson so we just laughed and waited for Ycson to say but I thought of the answer. I raised my hand and everyone looked at me. "I have an idea!" They waited for my answer and when I looked at Ycson, he seemed to think that my answer was wrong. His smile was still wide and he thought maybe I didn't know the answer.

I exhaled in disbelief, and he chuckled. “Relax, I was just kidding.” He chuckled and placed the mug on the ground. “Try to take jokes sometimes. It’s very refreshing.” “The matter I am questioning is not something to be joked about. And those jokes are definitely not funny or refreshing!” “Okay, okay. I understand. I will answer your questions, truthfully of course. But first, I have a question for you.” The amusement in his eyes was replaced by seriousness. I nodded for him to ask away.

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.”

Funsho raised up his hand to ask a question and the class started snickering because we all know what he was up to, he never asks questions in class and I mean never! "Yes, uhm-Funsho, right?" "Yes ma. I'm sorry about this question ma'am but it bothers me so much even though it's not related to any topic in English language at all but I really want to satisfy my curiosity so please ma, promise not to get angry ma" Funsho said like a responsible person. He was trapping the poor lady and she'll probably take the bait. "Oh, no problem. Ask whatever questions you have" she responded sweetly.

(Translation: You too will not leave this world like Bhanu, right? "Aap hass kyun rahe hain?" She asked utterly confused while he couldn't hide his amusement at her silly questions. (Translation: Why are you laughing?) "Aap hamara mazak uda rahe hain?" She again questioned him and her cheeks automatically puffed out. (Translation: You are making fun of me?) "Nahi bacche wo to mujhe aap ke sawal par hasi aa gayi." He said honestly with amusement swirling in his eyes.