Sonic Stupid Novels & Stories

“Thomas Mayo, are you really stupid, or are you acting dumb? “Socrates? “You involve such stupid trash. Do you think you can successfully shirk responsibility? “You’re too naive, aren’t you?”

You're also a mess talking to hubby. "Why does it seem like it's my fault, you're the one to explain?" "I'm not stupid to explain, you're just STUPID!" He said with emphasis. "You are STUPID!" I shouted and emphasized the word stupid, who is he to call me stupid huh?! "You're more P*TANGINA!" Well, you want something like that huh, you thought I didn't know anything about that Ken, you're wrong because when it comes to that I'm good.

“Almost let me question my judgement for following you, but it’s you, so…” Jai frowned. “That’s almost twice. What does that even mean?” “Sometimes when you have a stupid friend who does stupid things, you wonder why would that person do stupid things. Especially since that certain friend knows it’s stupid. But since you remember that your friend is stupid, so him doing stupid things is actually no wonder. And then you realize that you almost question something that’s plainly obvious, which is also stupid—if you actually wonder about it, which makes you also stupid.”

Silence settles again, heavier this time and for once…I don’t know what to do next. Which might be the stupidest thing of all.

“If your family is stupid, will you be stupid as well!?” Her family was stupid?

com SUBJECT: I did something stupid (figures) _____________________________________________________________ I currently have the biggest hangover in the existence of hangovers and I only have beer pong to blame for this. I don’t understand why you had left for the weekend but I am so mad at you guys for abandoning me. The Kappa’s threw such a good party, you guys don’t understand. And I won beer pong – I, uncoordinated, idiotic, Hayley Anderson had beaten someone in beer pong. It was absolutely magical and had resulted in me getting so wasted I did the most stupid thing in the world.

“Where did this idiot come from? How dare you talk nonsense here?” “Sonia, is your friend crazy? How dare he speak ill of Simon-Tooke like this? I’m telling you, you’d better rein him in well. I’m afraid he’ll die on the spot if Mr. Mitchell hears him!” “It’s clear at a glance that this guy is an idiot. He doesn’t know sh*t but dares to talk nonsense here. He must have a death wish.” “Forget it, don’t get worked up over an idiot...”

“ Fuck, I’m so stupid” The idiot beside me grins and cups his ear “ what was that? I didn’t quite hear you with all the noise around” I give him a deadpanned look. “ Stop playing with me. The only sound here is from the music box at the other end of the room” He shrugs “ Can’t blame me. It’s not everyday one gets to hear Marcello Andres admit he’s at fault. But, before I go further, in what ways exactly, did you demonstrate this stupidity?”

"What am I actually thinking? It seems like all the problems just grow into one and I don't know what to do. Thousands of times I have tried to be the best human being, but thousands of times I have also had to swallow all the refreshing tastes like this and it seems that this is not one of the reasons I am a person who is really, really, really stupid."

All his life he had never been that lucky. "Stupid...stupid...stupid!" He banged his fist a few times onto his desk. Then made the mistake of banging the last one a bit too strong that he actually hurt himself against the edge of his desk. "So fucking stupid." He cursed lowly when he saw the cut and blood tracing down to his fingers.