Random Questions To Ask Funny Novels & Stories

They make no sense but to be honest, I’m kinda hooked on it right now, I’d never admit that out loud though. I randomly start thinking of that “Funny” guy during a boring part of the show, “Who is that guy funny?” I ask. They look at me in utter confusion. “You mean the guy on the show?” Ellie asks pointing at the TV. I shake my head “No, the guy that lives here. He said his name is Funny.” This piques their interest even more, “Wait, you’ve been talking to a guy here?” Steph asks almost mad. I shake my head again,

she groaned in frustration "You see why I say you are no fun? Can't you just stop with your life for a second and just have fun? Being too serious all the time is really no fun" "What game do you want to play?" She asked me casually not minding giving me a benefit of doubt for the moment. "I ask you twenty questions and you do the same got it?" "So it's a question and answer stuff?" She looked at me like I was crazy "Yes. So I start" "So your favorite color?" Great! Of all things to think of asking, she decided to ask about colors which to me sounded weird. "Blue" "Why Blue though" she asked staring at me with curiosity; this was the first time I would be seen her curious about a thing.

Camilla narrows her eyebrow at me and laughs, “Seriously, we just answered like a hundred questions in there.” I let out a small chuckle as I swipe my screen to prevent the phone from locking. “They are not educational, just a few questions for fun.” I tell her and he nods slowly. I look back to my phone and clear my throat, “Would you rather drink water for six days straight or anything but it has to have a little spit in it.” Camilla snorts, “Spit clearly.” “Yea,” I giggle. “I guess we do drink spit when kissing.”

"No, I have asked 5." "Well, it feels like 100." "Because my questions make sense, you exhausted yours with stupid questions." Questions like; Have you ever thought of going blonde? What do you think about pizza? Do you smell your feet?. "I haven't exhausted my question, I have 2 more questions left." "How do you feel about death?" I asked. "Geez, are you trying to make me sad or what?" "Just answer, Creep." "Inevitable." I waited for him to add more to the known word.

So deep that you need to think about your answers. “I’m not dumb and I just wanted to ask questions that would pop in my head. And you always answer my questions so what's the fuss?” He rolled his eyes at me, making me laugh. “So, why do you want to be here?” he asked. “Huh?” I looked at him, confused.

"Why are suddenly asking what's wrong with m- "I'm asking because there's something wrong. There's something definitely wrong! What is wrong with you? Why are you like this? Why are so...so...so relaxed?! You never bring stuff up, why?" He stared at me, seemingly partly amused. "What's funny now?" I asked, sitting up. "What exactly am I saying that's funny to you? I'm trying to have a grown up conversation here with you and you're laughing? Laughing for what exactly? You making me be like all the time is funny to you? You actually find this funny right now??"

What is wrong with me? "So....is this your first day?"I ask trying to clear the awkwardness in my space. I am talker when nervous. "No. This is actually my 20th year in this company"he says with a small smile. "Goddess,how old are you?"I ask,he doesn't look young,but he isn't old either. He'll be a little bit older than I am but not that old. "Isn't it rude to ask people their age?"he says raising an eyebrow.

“Okay, but don’t ask anything weird.” Round after round went by in laughter. Silly questions like “Who’s the most talkative person in the office?” or “Have you ever been late because you overslept?” had everyone laughing until their stomachs hurt. Some even bent over the table holding their bellies, unable to contain their laughter. Occasionally, someone chose to drink beer rather than answer. Each time that happened, loud cheers and applause erupted from the others, adding to the lively atmosphere of the night. Aurora started off playing it safe, sipping cold orange juice while laughing at others trying to dodge questions. But when it was her turn, Riko who seemed to have unofficially becom

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

John teasingly poked my side. “Stop it John.” I seriously said. “Answer me first!” he said like a child. I winced. My head hurts when he does that. Tsk, why did they even become my friend?? Obviously, because they understand you! “Yes! They’re the same! Happy now??” Why do they ask so many questions! “Do you like that woman?” Flyn’s face is serious. “Of course...