Funny Mcqueen Novels & Stories

“Wanna wear it as perfume then, voodoo priestess?’ “Get in the car, poop boy,” I giggled. “You’re ruining my mascara.” He climbed back in, dead silent. Five full seconds of silence passed and then he groaned.” This isn't funny, so stop fucking laughing. Damn that chicken." I was wheezing with laughter now, doubled over in my seat, my hands pressed to my face like I was trying to physically hold in the hysteria. “Oh my God—Madden, you should’ve seen your face! You looked like that bird personally insulted your lineage!” I snorted. “I mean, the drama! The betrayal! I live for it.”

"I'm the guy you nearly killed on the highway five minutes ago. You cut me off doing what, a hundred and twenty miles per hour? You clipped my car and I almost went over the guardrail into traffic." The man's eyebrows rose slightly, like he was trying to remember. Then his eyes drifted past Maxwell toward the damaged McLaren at the pump. He saw the scraped quarter panel. The long scratch marks down the passenger side. The visible damage. And then he laughed. His laugh wasn't a polite chuckle or an embarrassed laugh. It was a full, genuine laugh of amusement, like he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world.

trying to push the huge piece of machinery while Mickey sat yelling and barking orders at her and spinning the wheels … causing mud and shit to fly everywhere … including all over Syl’s clothes and face. She busted out laughing and then so did Asher. When Grey and Aspen pulled up beside them, they both started laughing too. Aspen was literally screaming laughing … making everyone else get more tickled. Emerson’s throat was killing her but she couldn’t help it. Mickey let off the gas and stared at them. “What the devil are y’all laughing at??” She said angrily. Then she turned and saw Sylvia standing there… covered in mud … and then Mickey broke …. She fell out of the side by side laughing an

“You’ve seen that? That was terrible.” “Terribly amazing. Are you kidding me? The scene where the mummy drove a car—iconic.” I couldn’t help but laugh, really laugh this time. “You’re insane.” He gave a mock bow with one hand on the steering wheel. “Thank you. I try.”

In true Malachi HawkThorne fashion, I choose the latter. I’m unable to cease my laughter. It’s only a matter of time before my brothers join me, even when I can tell they do not understand why all of this is so funny to me. “Can you believe it?” I finally say, when my words come back to me. “I could have sworn she’s never gotten a parking ticket in her entire laugh, and she has a whole murderer and rapist for a son! Humans…” I shake my head, my laughter slowly dying at the base of my throat. “We’re impossible, really.”

Watching his face turned green, Monique’s lips curled up as she said, “I bought a car, so I don’t have to rent a car anymore. Unlike you, who rented a car for over ten years and still renting! If you weren’t a relative of the owner, you probably can’t even rent a car! You perverted man!” Monique wanted to further agitate him, she wanted to let out all the anger she bottled up all these years! As expected, Xavier’s face turned red with anger, he gritted his teeth, but not long after, he let out a mocking laugh, “Who are you kidding! You? Bought a car? Where’s the car?” “Over there,” Monique pointed at a blue Maserati parked outside the door, her eyebrows twitched as a proud and bold smirk app

he said, giggling in disbelief to see the Bugatti without even a single bruise and without any missing tires. “Hello, are you serious?!” Calderon heard Macey gasp in shock right after she points the expensive car, a super luxurious one at that. “Why?” “That's your car?! It's a Bugatti!” “And? What's the matter? You hate Bugattis?” “How can you be this rich and just walk around that city's corner...” “I'm not that wealthy. I just have a few billion dollars on the bank, nothing too big.” Macey's jaw slacked.

All I wanted right now was to have fun—a whole lot of it. Quinton, Meech, and Drew were already waiting for me at the door. They came over a while ago. "Damn, nigga, you take long to get ready. Are you a girl or some'"Meech taunted. "Shut the fuck up lil nigga."I smirked as he mugged me off. We have been at each other like the old times since he arrived. "Mind if we take your Porsche cuz?"Quinton asked me. "Nah." I shook my head, grinning."Now, let's bounce bitches."

He was the funniest guy among us. You know, no matter how perfect a squad or group is, if there is nobody to make it fun then it would be boring. Michael was a funny guy, he could make you laugh out all your intestines. He was good at poking fun and making people laugh, you know... We had once recommended he become a comedian but he rejected it saying there is more to life that comedy.

"This is where the police pulled my car." "Why?" "I was drunk driving." And they both laughed. Quinn was so eager to support his new best friend that he requested me to let him join us. The whole journey was filled with Quinn's goofy jokes and her laughing at it. The urge to throw both of them out of the window was unbearable. They were still laughing like dorks when I growled, "Shut up! You both." "What? Is it illegal to laugh" Quinn barked at me. She rolled her eyes, not feeling necessary to look at me.