Unanswerable Questions Funny Novels & Stories

He answered all my questions even though we were just one win one question. "So, why did one of your men killed him?" I just asked again. "One question at a time." I rolled my eyes because of what he said. "You didn't even answer my question earlier," "Still you asked another question and I answered." I just rolled my eyes again. I think for a moment. "Hey! I didn't ask anything else! It's like we just talked about what happened before! Don't me, huh! What are you talking about, huh? You thought, huh! Answer my question!" The madman just laughed.

He was lost, it seemed. "What's so funny? I don't understand this. Do you mind sharing with me?" Maddox continually asked but he got no reply. He asked more questions but I failed to answer him. The more questions he asked, the more absurd the situation looked and the more absurd it looked, the more I felt the urge to laugh harder. I couldn't help it at all.

I had so many questions in my head, but only one I think they can answer me. "Hey, can I ask everyone something? Can someone please explain the whole mate thing?"

“Thank you for staying with us, Kath.” The game continued and it was one of the weirdest set of questions and dares I've ever encountered in my life. They would ask questions like ' do you know who invented the chalk?' or ' I dare you to act like the most popular person ever existed in this whole wide world. Weird but atleast...we're happy..

"Billy, what is wrong? What has got you so spooked?" "Spooked? Why would I be spooked?" "Is something wrong with Molly and the baby?" "Do you think I would be standing here if there was something wrong?" "What is wrong then?" "I don't understand, why would something be wrong?" This is like drawing water out of a rock. Can the man not just say what is wrong? I have to play twenty questions to get a decent answer from him. "Why are you looking so worried then?" "I am not worried."

Anita leaned forward and whispered to Daniel, "May I ask you a question, Daniel?" The older man gave an encouraging nod through the mirror. "Of course, sweetheart." "Promise me you won't answer the question with a question?" Daniel watched Alex in the rearview mirror, trying to control his laughter. "Sweetheart, there is an answer to every question." She frowned. "I apologize; They led me to believe the other way round. An answer to a question is a question. And if your back is against the wall, then twist the question as an answer to your question. Maybe this is the rich people's language that I will never understand."

“Do what? How am I this unnaturally, absolutely gorgeous? How do I keep being as awesome? How can I joke better than most comedians? How I managed to beat my brothers at getting our girl pregnant and planted my seed first? There are many questions about my awesomeness you can ask me, dude, but if you want a decent answer, at least ask me a decent question.” Ragh’s eyes widen a little as he raises his hands and actually takes a step to the side to increase the distance between us. “No, no, Garfield, I wasn’t asking about any of those things. Trust me, the last thing I would question you about is the multiplying rituals-”

"Of course! I know the kind of person you are and what is fitting for your mind. I am not going to come up with something you wouldn't understand. Believe me, it is a question you can answer. A very simple question I am sure will trigger your mind." Blackwheel furrowed his brows. "Sure, you can feel free to ask. I will decide if I am familiar with your question." "Alright!" Jack said, moving slowly around the room. "Have you ever used your powers to do something bad?" Blackwheel laughed exuberantly. He couldn't explain why he was laughing because he neither found the question funny or amusing. "What is funny about it, James Blackwheel?" Jack asked. "Are you going to answer my question or pre

someone yelled. "I won’t shut up until someone answers!" Lucas shouted back, clearly enjoying the attention. "We don’t know and we don’t care, so shut the hell up, Lucas!" another voice barked. "Wrong! It’s called Lemon-aid! Get it? Like the drink?" The groan this time was even louder. "Dad jokes are never, ever funny," Elodie muttered, shaking her head.

I said coyly as well. "Wait, why is your mood seem so unhappy, did something happen for you to seem down and irritated?" He asks as if he doesn't know anything. "Uhuh! That's why, I ask you to come here to clarify some things!" I raised my eyebrows in response as he burst out laughing. Is there anything funny about what I said? "Well, anything for you sweet Lauren." He answered with a smile while sipping his coffee. "Then, what turns your sweet tamable friend into a freak god of the jungle!" I asked a straightforward question just for him to blow the hot coffee in my face!