Random Questions To Ask Funny Novels & Stories

“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 asked, again asking something unrelated. "Why are you curious about my height, ma'am?" "No, I mean, you look very tall!" "Haha...are you going to ask about my dick size after this too?" "Of course not...!" I said, quickly denying his accusation. "Haha...you're such a funny old woman!" He said with a giggle. "Hey, I'm not that old! Why are you calling me an old woman?" "Aren't you the one who really wants to be considered an old woman?"

he emphasized. Suddenly, I felt stupid, " umm...I think I should start questioning my childhood" I scratched my head and scrunched my nose up in thoughts. He chuckled, " you're strange" and I smiled, " I'm about to ask a very strange question" I gave him a heads up which he replied by squinting his eyes. I asked, " tight fitting shirts or baggy shirts?" I wiggled my eyebrows at him. He tilted his head and gave me a suspicious look, " why are you asking?"" It's none of your business...just answer" I mirrored his smirk.

I agreed and then we proceeded with our presentation. Few minutes later, we had practiced our presentation to our content and are now drinking Ice cream while eating brownies. " Should we play twenty questions ? " he asked me " Why not " I said and he nodded " Okay let me go first " he said smiling. I nod my head and watch him closely. " What's your best color ? " he asked me. no one has asked my favourite colour in a long time. " Chocolate brown " I said and watched his expression. " That's pretty unique. I thought girls always sticked to shiny and sparkling colours like pink or purple or red " he said

I don't think she gave me any choice here! "Ok!" I tilted my head, asking her to go forward. "So tell me how will you put an elephant in a refrigerator?" She raised her eyebrows. Has she gone mad or what? "I don't know!" I said blankly. "Open the fridge and put the elephant in it. Simple! Isn't it?" She wiggled her eyebrows. "You are crazy!" I chuckled. "Ok, one more question!" She folded her legs and shifted towards me "how will you put a donkey in the refrigerator?"

“You know that is not the answer you are supposed to give? Karen, you can talk to me about anything you know that right?” She hummed in response not saying anything. I thought of the best way to break the ice. “Random questions.” My wolf suggested. I snapped my finger in delight. “Okay, I think I know how we can get you in the mood. Let’s ask random questions while we share the whiskey.” Karen furrowed her brows. “How does that work?” “Just ask whatever comes to mind.” “Okay. So do you think you will ever be happy with Mark?” She asked.

They all cheered but he was silent. "The third question, Do you have a boyfriend?" I wonder why she'll ask such a question. " No!" I muttered blatantly making sure he also heard. " Fourth question..." him again? " Sir, you can't ask more than…" he shot him a deadly glare, and everywhere went quiet. " Describe your ideal type?" He's asking such an absurd question. Aren't the question supposed to be work-related why personal life's now? I'll tell him what he wants to hear.

“Thank you for staying with us, Kath.” The game continued and it was one of the weirdest set of questions and dares I've ever encountered in my life. They would ask questions like ' do you know who invented the chalk?' or ' I dare you to act like the most popular person ever existed in this whole wide world. Weird but atleast...we're happy..

" 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

So, luckily her friend was out of the way, that was good. "So, away from that now," I said. "Can we go over ourselves before we go see Mum or are you busy?" "Twenty ... Thirty questions or what do they call it, should we do that?" "It's twenty questions, how do you not know that well, did you live under a rock?" I meant it as a joke, but a part of me felt bad for saying it. She seemed like a sensitive person. She gave me a pointed look before saying, "I clearly did not. We can do that. I'll go first, what's your favourite colour?"