Laughs Maniacally Novels & Stories

he muttered. I leaned back against the seat with a tired sigh. “She really thought throwing herself on the floor would convince you.” “She actually rolled,” Liam said. I turned to him. “You noticed that too?” “She literally rolled,” he repeated flatly. Despite everything, I burst into laughter. Liam glanced at me, the corner of his mouth twitching. “You’re laughing?” “I’m sorry,” I said between giggles. “But the image of her dramatically rolling on the floor; it's funny and not funny in a way."

Someone among the surrounded trainee repeated. "Oh, isn't it the Toadman?" The second friend of Kiko added. "Toadman?" And another person around repeated. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! An earth-shattering laugh and ridicule had been started once again. "Hey, hey, isn't he the bumpkin man?" Said some random girl. "You mean the mountain man?" Followed by someone. "Shameless man!" "Oh, right! It was him! The mentally ill man." The ridicule was like a chain message, hard to stop once started.

My lips trembled so much that my whole face became a grimace. Henry frowned. He frowned. "Face of the one who is about to have diarrhea. From afar, Kendall laughed outrageously. His hair was stuck that night, letting small brown locks slip around his face with the exaggerated access of laughter. "It's the first time I've heard someone resemble passion to a stomach ache. "She commented, finishing washing a cocktail shaker. Emitting a deep sound of disgust, I left my cell phone in the nearest beverage compartment and rehearsed my most genuine disapproving grimace.

~Lyra~ Camilla laughed. Not a small laugh. Not a nervous chuckle. I’m talking about a full-blown, head-thrown-back, mouth-wide-open, mascara-smearing, unhinged kind of laugh. That ugly, cackling, teeth-baring sound that makes you instantly uncomfortable just listening to it. She was clutching her side like she’d just heard the best joke of her life, like someone had handed her a script for a comedy special and said, “Here, this one’s about you losing your damn mind in real time.”

Kamel until he falls to the ground from the intensity of laughter while holding his stomach tightly Demian, speaking with difficulty laughing: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha you should see your face ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Lian angrily while holding her heart: Damian, you idiot, my heart almost stopped. I will not spare you. Believe me, you are really a bad dragon. Demian stops laughing and wipes his tears: I'm so sorry, Leanne, I didn't mean to scare you, I was just joking, when I saw you sitting down and I was coming, I wanted to have a little fun with you and see your reaction, I'm really sorry

The sound that escaped was a low, rumbling chuckle, eyes glinting as he watched her animatedly gesture at him. “You’re blaming me for your grades?” he asked, still laughing softly, a dangerous, amused undertone threading through his voice. “Yes!” she exclaimed, throwing her head back dramatically. “All your fault! You’re the reason my brain isn’t working!” He shook his head, laughter spilling out now, echoing lightly in the study. The sound was warm yet teasing, and Timtim felt herself softening slightly despite her frustration. She rolled her eyes at him, trying to regain her composure, but the corners of her mouth betrayed her, tugging into a small, amused smile.

’’ Andy suddenly gasped and gawked with his eyes wide open ash he looked at Alonso’s door. ‘‘Dude, what is it?’’ Alonso got frightened; Andy did not reply but just kept staring at some unseen entity on the door. ‘‘I can see it now,’’ Andy gasped, ‘‘it looks like… it looks like…’’ ‘‘Like a six, right?’’ Alonso’s voice was shaking with fear. ‘‘LIKE YOUR SISTER’S BEAUTIFUL ASS!’’ Andy shouted and burst into laughter. ‘‘Not funny, bro.’’ Alonso adjusted his glasses and frowned.

We both may be crazy. Entering into the small coffee shop, we take a seat and give the waitress our orders. The man doesn’t speak until our orders arrive. “So,” I say when the waitress leaves. The man grins, chuckling softly. “Well I see you’re not one for chit chat,” he says, amusement again on his face. “Good news is you’re not insane. The bad news is all that you think is a hallucination isn’t. It did happen. Last night you did see your body contort into something else until you blacked out from the trauma, pain, and the beast taking over.”

They also couldn't help but laugh at the rare funny scene. Dean didn't want his men to get sick from holding back, he coughed gently and said, "Laugh, if you guys want to laugh." Hugo exploded with laughter, he turned around quickly and squatted in front of the wall, suppressing his laughing voice and making his whole body tremble. Barcode was the one with facial paralysis. But this time, he couldn't help laughing either. Tawan and Mike didn't forget to obey the rules in front of the young master and just lowered their heads and laughed slowly.

The flickering streetlights overhead caught the dried, dark rust color staining my hands and ruined clothes. A strange tremor started deep in my chest. It clawed its way up my throat, scratching against my vocal cords until it shattered into a laugh. "Hahaha..." I looked down. My hands were violently shaking, keeping time with my uncontrollable laughter. I really should have recorded Hendrik's face. He looked like a soggy tissue when I climbed onto that damn hood and started stomping. It was priceless. God, it was hilarious. The security cameras definitely caught it, right?