Stupid Questions Novels & Stories

Robert sat in his chair in his full conditioned and well-furnished office checking some documents while Mr Bruce sat across him. He was calm, looking down and already shaking. “So Mr Bruce, now tell me, on a scale of 1-10, how stupid are you.” Robert asked “I….I…. don’t get you sir.” he stammered. “I asked, on a scale of 1-10, how stupid are you?” he said, his voice sounding that he wasn’t joking with him.

How could she have heard him say something like that? Was she stupid or was he crazy? She was stunned for a long time and didn't say anything. It was not until that man repeated it that Stella realized that she hadn't misheard him. Just as she was about to seriously think about this problem, a tiny Stella appeared in her mind and punched her. The tiny Stella glared at her and warned, "Stella aren't you stupid? Think about what he just said. He is probably just teasing you. If you are seriously thinking about it, you are stupid, really stupid."

A clear voice cut him off. I slowly raised my hand and stood up from the back row. “I want to apply too.” The classroom went completely silent for a moment. Then it burst into laughter. “Xena? Is she crazy? She wants to take the provincial exam with a 20-point score?” “She’s just there to make up the numbers, right? Haha.” “She probably can’t even remember the formulas. She’ll just embarrass the school.” Mr. Watson’s smile froze. His brows came together into a deep frown.

This is Geology for god’s sake and not a fucking pickup line class or dumb forums for dumb boys. Valentine is a clear shot joke! In the end, I have to answer all five of the questions on my own, to the best of my ability with my independent brain, and my own stock knowledge and my trembling hand and my own damn sleepy eyes. Valentine was just there sitting right in front of me playing something on his phone. He’s so insensitive and rude and handsome, and above all of that, he was a dull, stupid fatuous person.

“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?”

“Do you still love Lester?” Do I still love who?! My head snapped up, my eyes widening in disbelief. A short, humorless laugh escaped my lips. “What? Why would you ask something so stupid?” I replied, shaking my head as if trying to rid myself of the absurdity of the question. That was a dumb way to break the silence.

I've just recently found out that I was switched at birth. Anthony Jefferson, the person who was raised in my place, and I end up joining an academic game show together—but he encourages everyone to ostracize me. "Sorry, Noah, but everyone on our team has a postgraduate degree. I don't think you'll fit in with us," Anthony says. Immediately, all the other contestants refuse to form a team with me. In fact, scathing remarks about me flood the internet, making me go viral. "Why did a brainless pretty boy like Noah Jefferson join an academic game show? He's obviously going to drag his teammates down!" "I heard he just returned to the family after spending his entire life in the countryside

"Oh? And did you marry me? That marriage certificate… wasn't it fake?" The memory tightened my throat, but with my son beside me, I forced back the tears. Back then, I'd gone abroad to steady myself, but in a moment of collapse, I called Logan. What I heard was their breathless moans, their gasps, and their passion. When it was over, I cried into the phone. "Logan, why are you doing this to me?" His voice was cold. "Who the hell do you think you are, to question me?"

he added, scrunching up his face. This was rude, so uncalled for. "Stupid, proud, obnoxious, dim witted, nincompoop, idiot, dumb, crazy, psychiatric patient." I said out loud. "What does that mean?" He asked, rolling his eyes. "You of course, I just called out the names that describes you, the perfect words that qualifies you. Too bad, I can't list them hall, I don't have time for a fool like you. I feel like I am wasting my time standing here with you, damn I could even get blind by your stupidity."

“I was just commending him for not doing anything stupid last night and this morning.” “I don’t always do stupid things.” “Don’t you?” “Brian, do you think so too?” “Scott, what is stupid?” Brian asked “Stupid is someone who trusts someone even when it is obvious that they shouldn’t.” “Then, he is stupid, isn’t he?” Brian whispered in Scott’s ear, and Nicholas immediately began to chase them around. “I guess you decided to forgive him eventually, despite all the suffering his father caused and the one he almost caused.” “He is my only living relative now and it seems like the only one that could keep Brian happy for now.” Maya raised an eyebrow and said, "It is not what you think. That was m