Smooth Brain Urban Dictionary Novels & Stories

I explain, trying to speak in a language they would understand better. " Accidents happen when someone meets an unfortunate encounter, and when the brain is also triggered to pain, they lose track of past events," Bryan explained, and i stared at him wide eyes. He's so smart. " He can be a dummy sometimes daddy, but he's also a brainaic since he spends all of his time reading boring science books " Brielle explained unfazed by what amazes me and I laugh out loud, finally finding joy in my kids. " That's it Bryan, how come you're so smart ? " I asked, still amaze.

She replied " Who??" " Rowan " She replied " Oh,,okay,,See you later sweetheart " " Am not sweetheart " " Well,I can't remember your name,,and if you tell me am still gonna forget " Michael said " Then how come you're brilliant when you forget things easily?? " " Am not brilliant,, am only smart,,being smart is better than being Brilliant,,, brain " He said touching his skull before walking out of her sight " What does that mean?? Smart and Brilliant,, are they not the same?" She asked herself

So today my dear best friend decided to join me "I don't have any business or interest in helping that girl..I was actually helping you ,can't you see that?" I said plainly but deep down I knew that wasn't the entire truth.. "And how were you helping me exactly?" he was clearly confused "You just don't use your brain sometimes you know Sammy" I rolled my eyes..Sometimes I wondered how I even became friends with him in the first place "Yes I don't ,Ms brainer "He mocked and I just chuckled "Either way I'm still smarter than you, plain head " I teased ruffling his hair with my hand and he pushed my hands away from his hair with a huff and I laughed

At the end of the speech of the middle-aged man who seemingly ran off in the middle of experimentation, his tone was already so sarcastic he could even rival Agatha's AI. Paul had hardly restrained himself from glaring at the doctor. "Sir, you're not getting my point. I have the capability to back up my words." "Oh? What made you think so? Your little knowledge about the promiscuity system and how you are still not hunted down by it? Good for you. Your ego and imagination are as vast as the universe, probably only one level away from the vastness of humanity's ever so famous trait, stupidity. I wonder if it means your brain is slightly tilting to the creative side. Ah, wait, I'm recalling wh

I wоuldn’t want tо аttrасt more attention thаn I nееd to. I fееl gооd. I may hаvе dоnе thе wrоng thіng gоіng to Cаlіbеr, but I’m pretty frіggіng smart, wоrkіng оut the fіrе аlаrm escape. Mу ѕеnѕеі would bе рrоud. Brаіnѕ аnd brawn, bаbу. Who ѕауѕ the ѕhоrt сurvу gіrl саn’t kісk ѕоmе ass when іt соmеѕ down to it?

Shivay chuckled seeing her confused face (Little did she know he had already planned and everything is going according to his plan, that’s why he stayed in Mumbai when she left for Paris) S-“Don’t stress your pea-sized brain, you’ll get to know” A-“You, you, did you just called my brain Pea size” S-“Yes, my love” saying he hit her head with his A-“You BagadBilla, I’m very intelligent” S-“Acha spell intelligent” A-“I N T E L I G E N T” she said raising her collar, he shook his head if his brother is S M R T (Smart) his love is I N T E L I G E N T (Intelligent),

Jake didn’t control himself. “Is this kid suffering from poor focus? Really…?” I asked. “Actually, no… I told you that, just to do your best…” she smiled after she admitted. “What…?” She continued, “It did work though.” “So, he is not sick?” I asked. “No, actually, he is too smart of his age; the doctors said that he had a bigger brain than normal, so he is like… a phenomenal kid or … super smart kid…” in a proud accent.

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

The front doors swooshed open and were slammed shut, followed by loud thuds which were supposed to be footsteps, coming closer towards the dining room. "There's the missing child." Smartass began and spoke like a, well, smart ass. How is my intuition always right? What am I saying? I'm smart as fuck. That's why. Stop lying to yourself babes. You like to think you're smart. You're street smart. But you're a complete dumbass. Don't get it twisted. I hate my mind.

"And I was thinking that maybe we would find you a job you liked too. I shook my head, “I am not good at anything like you. I am not smart like you.” “You are incredibly smart, Em. There are different kinds of smart. I am book smart.” Isaac explained. “I know everything I know because I’ve read it somewhere. But just because you’ve read less than me doesn’t mean you’re not intelligent.” “So you want me to help the pack?”