Novel & Cerita Unanswerable Questions Funny

“You sure? They’re terrible.” “Worse than your attempts at washing dishes?” he teases. I gasp, mock offended. “That was one time. And you said you were gonna drop it.” “One very memorable time.” I smirk. “Ready?” He nods. “Okay. Why don't eggs tell each other secrets?” “Why?” “Because they might crack.” A short laugh escapes him. “That one’s bad.” “Wait, I’ve got more. What do you call a can opener that doesn’t work?”

“Ok, so then what is your biggest turn-on? Non-sexually, of course.” “Of course,” Carter says, warmth in his tone. “I would say, a sense of humor. I like someone that can make me laugh. Which you do.” “Ok.” I do a little happy wiggle on my bed. “Last question: What is something about you that you’ve never told anyone?” “Oh, and I’m supposed to tell you?” Carter says, disbelievingly. “Of course. That’s the game,” I say, smugly. “Doesn’t have to be anything huge. Just something that you haven’t told anyone before.”

I followed him to his car, and once we were both in, he turned on his car engine and drove to I don't know where. "Do you like comedy?" He asked, and I looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "I don't know!" That was all I told him. I mean, I didn't know what to say. The question seemed out of context. A weird silence consumed us for a while before he asked again. "What do you think about Deadpool?" "What is wrong with you?" I answered his question with another question. "I mean, what's with the weird questions?" He chuckled before he added,

With some sarcasm, she replied in a question, “Won’t you tell me that for love too?” “Honey, but if that’s the most important of all.” “But it’s a bit cliché, isn’t it?” The man gave another huge laugh, and with that, staring at her, he said, “You young people are funny. Sure it’s a cliché, but you know what a cliché is, miss?” That question was strange, Cali thought with everything she could, but she really did not know how to answer it. It is strange how they always take knowledge like that as information that was not born from anywhere until someone confronts them.

sge asked still acting surprise. “Retail store, do they sell dick there?” I asked her another question but this time around not waiting for her to respond. “No, no, scratch that… How long is the cock” her laugh after what I said only annoyed me. She could barely stand as she started laughing letting go of her bag. “What is so funny?” I asked raising my voice and she could tell that I was not joking around. “Do you think I am a fool? What do you take me for?” I slammed the cup against the table causing the water to spill over.

“Hey there, I’m Marcel. Do you always look this uncomfortable at parties, or is it just tonight?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m Sarah. And yeah, I guess clubs aren’t really my thing.” “Well, Sarah, you look like you could use a good time. How about a joke to lighten the mood?” I raised an eyebrow. “Alright, hit me.” Marcel leaned in a bit. “Why don’t scientists trust atoms?” I shrugged, smiling. “Why?” “Because they make up everything.” I laughed, genuinely amused. “That’s actually pretty good.”

I sat on my bed, phone in hand, waiting for Kyle's response. The minutes ticked by, and I found myself checking my phone every few seconds. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, my phone buzzed with an unknown ID which I know it was Kyle . I quickly opened the message, and my eyes scanned the screen. He had sent me a list of questions he had sent to the show, along with the answers he expected me to give. I scrolled through the list, my mind racing with thoughts. Some of the questions and answers were ridiculous , but others were more probing.

She asked, giggling like a mischievous child. "Oh my god! No maya I'm not doing this with you. Can you at least get your mind out of the gutter, for real? This is a human you're literally dissecting about the size of his dick or how well he uses it. But I'll have you know, I don't even have an answer to that, so it's better you just drop it."

Skylar didn't answer immediately, and his colleague remained silent, waiting for his response. A few seconds later, Skylar burst out laughing, which made his colleague on the other end of the call even more puzzled. He knew Skylar very well. They had worked together for years, and he knew Skylar wasn't the type of person to laugh like that. Besides, what was so funny about his question? He had asked it seriously. "Why are you laughing? I’m asking you seriously, Sky.” Skylar stopped laughing. "Of course it's funny. You suspected me, and now you’re asking if I’m hiding important information? How could you even think that?”

“Uh oh. Let’s hear it.” “I feel like there’s a lot about you I don’t know these days. And I want to fix that. So why don’t we play a game of twenty questions.” He raises an eyebrow and folds his arms. “I get to ask you things too?” “Yeah, of course.” “Okay then. Deal.” I grin, pleased with the success. “Okay, tell me about your travels.” “That’s not a question,” he points out. I stick my tongue out at him. “What’s the most interesting place you’ve ever been to?”