Okay. Here's one that used to get me in trouble all of the time. As a child, I was frequently asked some variation on the question, "Are you stupid?"
There is no right answer to this question. No matter what I said, things always took a turn for the worse. Here are some of the answers I tried with no success.
"If so, how would I know?"
"If I am, and you have to ask me, what does that say about you?"
"Not when compared to the rest of my gene pool."
"I guess there is a family resemblance."
"Apple. Tree."
"Give me a minute and I'll try to explain it to you in small words."
"No. Are you?"
"Violence never solved anything." (I'll admit that this was a weak ploy only used in desperation after one of my other answers triggered the "beat until he stops quivering" response.)
Inevitably, my answers would usually prompt a followup query along the lines of, "Are you trying to get smart with me?"
No Right Answers.
Hours later, once I could tolerate the sensation of pants with only minimal screaming, someone would remind me that all of this could have been avoided if I had just learned to keep my mouth shut.