Playing Dumb Novels & Stories

The room fell silent, all eyes turning towards him. “Well, folks,” Jerry began with a mischievous glint in his eye, “it looks like we’ve officially hit rock bottom. But hey, that means there’s no way to go but up, right? Unless, of course, someone hands us a shovel!” He mimicked the action of digging with an imaginary shovel, complete with sound effects. There was a moment of stunned silence. Damien raised an eyebrow, half-expecting an explosion of frustration. But then, one by one, the tension in the room broke as smiles appeared on the faces around the table. A few chuckles escaped, and soon the entire room was laughing.

Om looked at his younger brother, he couldn’t believe what he heard, Ru speaking maturely came as a bolt from the blue, but he couldn’t ignore his words, indeed he was true. R- O where are you lost, are you even listening to me (shouted Ru seeing his O lost in his thoughts) O- Stop shouting you idiot, I was just thinking when you became smart R- (With proud look) I am always smart, O- Ho really spell smart Mr. Dumbbell Oberoi R- S M R T saying he did his famous logic sing O – (Rolled his eyes) were you sooo hungry that you ate “A” Rudra

I hope it didn't. "Just once?" "No, not just once either." Pretty sure he just threw a piece of glass at the wall because the sound of breaking glass startles me. I try my best to stay as calm as possible. Maybe I can think of an idea to get out of here while Dumb and Dumber are busy arguing. "Dude, I had to eat Duncan because of that bitch! Give me a break, and let me enjoy myself before we turn her in!" The Dumber whines. Yeah, I've already decided who's going to be who. The first one to speak must be Dumber because he's trying everything he can to take advantage of the situation. His friend is Dumb because he wants the same thing but is holding back.

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

Dear god, what the fuck are we doing? Whatever it was, Ember seemed to be enjoying it. Her lips pulled into a smile. “If your next line is I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, I’m going to laugh my head off. Fair warning.” I snapped my fingers. “Damn, you got me. How about I show you yours, and you show me mine?” “I’m sure you’ve seen plenty of yours.” Her smile grew wider. Damn if she was wrong though, especially these days. But again, two could play this game. “And I bet you’ve felt plenty of yours.”

A naughty look and smirk graced her beautiful face. As the music blared from the speakers in the bedroom, Liam took a deep breath and began to unleash his inner twerk-master. He twisted his waist perfectly and began to wiggle and shake his butt, his moves becoming more exaggerated and hilarious as he moved in rhythm to the music. He put his heart and soul into every booty pop, making sure to add some outrageous hip thrust for good measure.

I suddenly saw my reflection in his arrogant eyes as nothing but a pitiful, stray mongrel he decided to give his leftover scraps to. Then, without further thought, he shoved me toward the door, meaning to tell me to get a cab back home instead. Just then, Eva suddenly ran over to us. "Mr. Garner! Ms. Castro—" While running toward me, she deliberately "failed" to stop herself and crashed right into me. A split second later, I felt her forcefully push me off the stairs so that I'd tumble all the way down to the ground. I bumped myself into several steps and even scraped and cut myself on them. Finally, I tumbled and landed with a heavy plop into a roadside ditch.

I question him while jabbing my finger against his chest. "Because you are not smart to fall from my wisdom, Ariana, if you were, then you would have become my girlfriend way back," He says in a bored tone, then slowly a smug smile creeps on his face, "But I think you may fall for my good looks now." "Ewww! Who told that you are good-looking?" I make a face, "And did you just call me a dumbo?" I threateningly narrow my eyes at him as soon as I realize that he has called me stupid.

"Liking a man who doesn't like you, even when you are this amazing, young lady Chocolate, is indeed dumb. However, what about the other girls who aren't as amazing as you? If they pursue the same guy, should we also call them dumb? Just dumb?" As if a bucket of water was poured down, the ladies' expressions turned sour. "Wait a minute," the guy excused while getting his phone. "I have a dictionary application here," he said, then browsed at his phone screen. "These are the synonyms of the word dumb. It says: fool, stupid, idiot, and gullible." He stopped for a moment. Next, he looked alternately at Chocolate and the other girls.