Random Funny Questions Novels & Stories

What if this date was a total failure and it only made her want to leave more? "Well, since this is a date, I guess we should get to know each other better. Let's do twenty questions. We have to answer them too." She pointed her finger at me with a giggle. I wondered if this was just normal Kiera or her slightly intoxicated self. "Okay, I'm game. What is the most fun thing you ever did?" I asked.

I followed him to his car, and once we were both in, he turned on his car engine and drove to I don't know where. "Do you like comedy?" He asked, and I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "I don't know!" That was all I told him. I mean, I didn't know what to say. The question seemed out of context. A weird silence consumed us for a while before he asked again. "What do you think about Deadpool?" "What is wrong with you?" I answered his question with another question. "I mean, what's with the weird questions?" He chuckled before he added,

He answers, returning the quesions. "Mine is purple, but I also like blue." I answer, then I ask "What is your favorite dinner food?" We keep talking as we drive, our questions vary from trivial to personal. Some questions just get a basic answer like what is your favorite time of year? Others get a more detailed answer, like what is your biggest regret?

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he raised an eyebrow. "Erm let's play ten questions, you ask I answer, and the same thing goes to me " "oh yeah -okay," Hunter sighed. "What's wrong? You don't like the game? " "No, just I thought..you want to "he paused and looked at me and poked my nose. "You got me, you silly girl " "Your question? "I grinned. "Hmm, your favorite color? " "Red " I answered. "My turn " " What's yours? "

There will be a lot of dares and questions tonight. "The game is like this, since we have so many people here. We will take a random name from this glass and a random questions that will be answer by 5 people or maybe dares. The awesome thing is, if you guys or girls like someone, you can save them from their dares and questions by doing it for them. Understand? Oh this is going to be fun." She said The game was so tense and there's even so many funny truths come out from them. Even our teachers didn't predict that. It's so funny and we laughed a lot. I sit beside Lia and she kept laughing until she cries.

It was a bewildering, overwhelming and non-stop stream of questions demanding that she answer: Coffee or tea? Coffee with milk and sugar? What do you want to eat on your break? Which shampoo? Which hand cream? What bank do you want to open an account in? Do you want to go to the movies? What do you want to see? What are you doing on your day off? Do you want company? And on and on and fucking on.

" Uhhh... Maybe Yes." " Oh, I'm Sorry! Wrong Answer. When a cow laughs, Ice cream comes out of her nose. You do not win any tickets." Peter laughed then hung up I laughed heartily at that " It was... Hysterically funny!!" He was giggling heartily as holding his stomach " I can imagine his face!" " Poor guy took that question seriously." I laughed more " Yep, another one." We called some other people and made fun of them until this least " Hey!" A woman replied

“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 don't hate maybe I am disappointed by some people but I don't hate anyone" "kindness it's still alive I see" "favourite colour" "Blue" "I can see that" I pointed. He chuckled and asked "I can't ask you favourite food because it's obvious so favourite singer" "Umm..... I don't usually pay any attention to singers I just listen to the songs I don't know more than two singers" I said taping my chin. that it's how we spend our evening playing twenty questions which stretched for two hours laughing and knowing each other weird things.