Unanswerable Questions Funny Novels & Stories

Replied Tina , patting her knees excitedly, a toothy grin plastered on her face , momentarily forgetting her supposed heart break. After like ten seconds of thinking, I snapped my fingers , the perfect question dancing inside my consciousness. " Would you rather drink two litres of piss or two litres of sweat?" For the shortest amount of time that I've known Tina , I more than anticipated her reaction as I watched her gag violently at that question, hands covering her mouth as if trying to hold back the urge to vomit. And as expected, my reaction to that was a laugh, my shoulders shuddering as I did.

If anything he seemed…amused? That was new. “Ask away,” I managed not to stutter, He leaned in from the desk, and I was waiting for him to interrogate me heavily. Perhaps he would ask the same questions, or try to pry something new- “What’s your favourite colour?” ‘What?’ I was completely speechless. Before I knew it, laughter bursted out of me. I slapped my hand over my mouth, but I couldn't hold back the near hysterical chuckles. “I'm sorry, I-” I cut myself off at

This cold question broke the silence between us all but I just still lowered my head like I heard nothing at all. "I don't know either. It's just that, one day the table we sit every time we eat becomes just one." Calvin answered and looked at Iciest beside me. "Ask Hell. Only he can answer that." He mumbled and then ordered the person next to me to say something. When Grayson turns to him, I also glance at him as well because I also want to know the answer to this one million dollar question. However, I frowned when I just saw him shrugging his shoulders and never even opening his mouth to utter a single word or letter.

, I retorted. "Really, Siya...well, you are brilliant...and the answer is right...so go ahead ask me your question", he laughed. "How many chickens does it take to kill an elephant?" "What???..." "Even I'm trying to check the great David Kings IQ," I said, smirking at him. "One...." he said, winking at me, "But don't ask me the reason." "Ok ...your turn". "What is the one thing that you can't live without?" I asked again.

"Humor me, West. Why would the opposite of green be pink?" "AHA!" He beamed, "Why will it not be pink?" "Uh..." Did he just end up asking the same question? "I do not know." "Guess." I raised an eyebrow and shrugged my shoulders. I told him my unsure answer. "Because it is uh, pink...?" He chuckled deeply and this mysterious look sparkled in both of his eyes. "Why?" Creeped out, I raised both of my arms up in defeat and asked him awkwardly, "Whyyy are you asking me these questions?

Ah, I will call Annie. Start dialing Annie's number. Ring. Ring. "Hello, what's up,?" Annie from the other line. "Hi, Annie. Are you busy? Can I ask you a question?," I said, quite hesitant. "Yeah, I'm free now. What is it?" she replied. "Please don't laugh at me and please don't ask me any question. I just need your answer. Okay?" I requested. "Yeah, sure. Okay. What is it?" Annie sounding puzzled.

He responded. “To you. Living so freaking long already would probably make even shitting funny.” I retorted. “It’s not.” “I thought it would be.” “That means you don’t get it.” He shook his head with a regretful expression. I fired back. "I don’t want to. But you should know that not every serious moment needs a joke that only benefits you. If I ask you a question, you’re supposed to give me the right answer.” “I did give you the answer.”

I said, slightly pissed. He laughed a little so I was even more pissed. "What's funny?" "You just woke up, but you're already mad" he said. "I'm not mad" I said calmly, holding back annoyance. "Just what?" he asked. I can see his strange grin. “Pissed” I simply said. "You are pissed because?" "What?! Why are you asking?" I said, annoyed again. "What? Is it wrong to ask?" he replied. "I'm annoyed because you don't answer my questions and you're asking me questions. Why? Did something happen that I couldn't remember, huh!? Why are you smiling differently now?"

He did not even try to answer each question and just left everything blank. “What is this?” I ask when Lukas is already standing in front of me. “Did you get any issue with the questions?” “No,” he curtly answers. “And so?” I ask. He didn’t follow it up. Instead, he just looks at me as if I am asking him nonsensical things. “Lukas, can you explain why you did not answer any of the questions?” “It’s stupid.” I raise my brow. “The quiz questions are stupid?” “I don’t see why I will need to know the answers to those questions to succeed in life.”

But even that paled in comparison to what she made me feel when she looked at me, when she laughed, when she simply was. I didn’t understand any of it. So I did the one thing that had gotten me cast out of Heaven in the first place. I asked questions. And when I tell you I asked questions....I mean questions. “What does a toaster do?” “Why do people say ‘cool’ when something is good? Does it involve temperature?” “What is the purpose of a hoodie?” “Why does she chew gum like she’s trying to kill it?” Riven answered all of them without blinking, half the time laughing so hard he had to lean against furniture. Kael was a bit more direct and logical in his responses, though he too never lost pa