Playing Dumb Novels & Stories

Those with lower intellect often don’t understand more than a few words and forget the conversations rather quickly. “I thought you were the smart brother, no?” Fenton asks without doing as much as glance over his shoulder to check my reaction to his question. “I wish,” I laugh. “Lazarus is the smart one. He got the brains, Lenox got the strength, and me - well, I guess I’m average. My mom says I’m special, though, so that’s good, right?” I add the last part for good measure. For some reason, my brain decided that dumbasses always imply how their parents say they’re special or smart. Fingers crossed this will work to my advantage.

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I’M NOT STUPID! ‘But you are stupid for not knowing anything. Argh…just let me go home to my wife. She’s waiting.’ “HAHAHAHA!!!! That was the very first time I saw a man with lame punches. HAHAHAHA!!!” Verosha suddenly burst into her laughter because the punches that Barron throwing at Lium was totally out of frustration and reckless behavior like a drunkard man who knew nothing about street fight. “But seriously, I will give credit to my husband for being a great actor from provoking his prey. Very well done.” she praised the acting skills of her husband in the play that he plotted for Barron.

They all had bodies to die for and perfectly matching activewear, making my and mum's outfits look a little lame. The scene fades out for a moment and I stop, dragging the back of my hand across my forehead. Mum recently purchased several Zumba DVDs for fitness. We basically just copy what the ladies on the screen are doing and it's much more tiring than I expected. The screen fades back in. They're are all on their back. I groan, dropping to the floor, watching them do a series of acrobatic things with their legs. We had just begun, when the front door opened.

If retail therapy wasn’t on the table, I’d take verbal annihilation any day. You see, I’ve mastered the art of throwing bullies off their game. Random jokes, historical references, lines from Shakespeare or sitcoms – whatever makes them pause long enough to question if they’re being insulted. And when the fog of confusion lifts, reality hits. They start to question themselves whether they are stupid. And as we all know they are, it's a lovely moment for self-reflection. I slowly pointed to Tom. “Ah. So you must be Dumb...” Then I pointed to his acne-splotched sidekick. “...and Dumber then.”

I rolled my eyes, watching her face turn red like a big tomato. "Back to you Liam," I sighed."I honestly thought being the captain of the basketball team, you'd be smart. Even if not too smart, at least a little. But you know how you behave? You're like a preschool kid. You're as dumb as.....you know Patrick from SpongeBob SquarePants right? Well that's your twin. I'd like to talk some sense into your head but I have useful things to do," I smiled, ignoring the angry glare he was giving me. I grabbed the bottle of Pepsi cola in the table and opened the can.

viola unable to control her laughing she bursted into laughter and collapsed on floor while laughing she holded her stomach as it was paining due to heavy laughing liam was confused because he is expressing his grief but this girl is laughing like he cracked a joke he shouted "What the hell why you're laughing?" viola replied "how can you be this foolish I just made a prank to make you disclose your fake fever drama act but seriously you're foolish" he asked "so whatever you said now" viola continued "whatever I said was a pure lie I just used veniger and few spices along with chilli paste I dont think these will make a man impotent" Liam's face turned pale after listening to her lame prank

Give Remy one praise and watch her turn into the she-devil. “Well, I want to have it. Mama says we’re twins. Twins share fish legs. Don’t be sel-pish.” “That’s sel-fish, boo-boo. How can I give you my toy when you’re so dumb!” I sat up quickly. “Rhea. Don’t call your brother dumb.” She yanked her frog toy away, then stopped her foot. Puffing out her cheeks. “But ‘is true. He is dumb!” “Rhea!” I scolded.

The front doors swooshed open and were slammed shut, followed by loud thuds which were supposed to be footsteps, coming closer towards the dining room. "There's the missing child." Smartass began and spoke like a, well, smart ass. How is my intuition always right? What am I saying? I'm smart as fuck. That's why. Stop lying to yourself babes. You like to think you're smart. You're street smart. But you're a complete dumbass. Don't get it twisted. I hate my mind.

Double dose was the code that meant only one thing: Climb on the counter and attract more customers using the minimum of nudity that will not cause embarrassment. Not that my friend wasn't good enough to stay focused on her curvy body, but some customers used to be too smart to just watch and go back to the dance floor, without consuming, without falling into the vicious cycle and contributing to the nightclub's monetary system. That's when I acted. Knowing how to dance or not, my function changed to agile with my fingers, to professional dancer in seconds. For this, I had the few steps that Kendall taught me, and my vague skill in Just Dance, the rest fell to the fertile and dirty imaginati