Playing Dumb Synonym Novels & Stories

the Vizsla's eyes narrowed. "Nope. You and your cast of 'Dumb and Dumber' have been treating us like idiots since we touched down at Ferenc Liszt International, so I'm pretending to be that simpleton sock-puppet just for you, Vizsla. You've added to that by heaping disrespect and derision on my people," I grinned.

He said, laughing out loudly. "Dumbi brought a girlfriend home?" I asked in surprise, don't blame me. Dumbi is the definition of a real player, his countless baby mamas are there to show for it. "Not a girlfriend, his girlfriend. Like a fiancee." Kene replied. Even Dumbi got him self hooked, and here I am as single as a pringle.

But probably he'll ask me why did I go home early. I can just say I need some rest, right? I'm good at lying so he won't catch me. 『Do you think it's a good excuse, you dumb? 』 "Who are you calling dumb? I'm using your brain, excuse me." 『So are you saying I'm dumb? 』 "Oh, you're dumber than me. You're dumber than the dumbest." I angrily retorted to her. As if I will let her win. But sure, that's a dumb excuse to use. Should I say I fainted again? Ah, but this driver would spill the truth. Ah, did he hear me talking to Heather? Maybe?

He was my stinky, disgusting, rotting fish who also happened to be sinfully handsome and had a huge, delightful cock. Now my mind was imagining actual fish with actual dicks, and my gorge rose. Penises and fish just did not mix. Liam’s face creased. “You okay?” I was going to—I didn’t know. Puke, cry, laugh. Could you do all three at once? Was there a word for that? Under the dictionary, there should be a word for what I’d done last night. Synonyms would include: idiot, moron, and imbecile. Antonyms would include: Mari Wright up until she got drunk last night and married a stranger.

, he paused, seeming to think about the perfect word to use for my stupidity as he was even snapping his fingers. "Weird", he finished his sentence and I can tell you this, I was definitely not hallucinating this time, this was Damon for real "I'm sorry, I just had a lot in my mind and you pitching here uninvited, is just so," I snapped my fingers to find the perfect word for it Dumb "Uncalled for", I forced a polite smile on my face before inviting him in, pinching myself on the arm to be certain this wasn't another hallucination. My imagination was running wild with me when it came to him, and it was honestly driving me crazy....literally.

" Do not act dumb. I know you are not that dumb. " " You are holding a gun next to someone's head and you still call a man who has nothing on him a thief. " Mike chuckled. " You are quite pathetic." " You have some guts ,you know? Are you aware of that?" " Unfortunately, I am not aware of that. " " That ud because you are too dumb. " " How do you expect me to understand a single thing you say when you have been contradicting yourself all the while you have spoken? You said I am dumb. Yet you tell the same dumb person that he has guts. A dumb person is not supposed to have guts, you know."

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.”

"Are you dumb?" "Yes, and I also smell!"

A low, chilling sound. “Oh, you all are so clueless, ain’t you?” Damian said.

Not louder. Smarter.