Maniac Laughing Novels & Stories

Mike started acting like he's sad and hurt so I got up, came on his side of the bed and kissed him on his forehead. “There you go, you sexual maniac.” I winked and turned away. I heard him laughing victoriously as I entered my bathroom. “You made me like this, it's your fault.” He said yelling so I can hear him through my doors. I caught myself smiling like a weirdo in the mirror. I rolled my eyes to myself then smiled again. “Liar, you were a maniac long before me!” I yelled back, smiling like a weirdo again. “Yup, you have a point!” I heard him laughing.

He smiles and winks at me, which isn't too bad until he begins pulling weird faces and doing weird signals, and I'm laughing. Not a great look, here I am getting fucked, and I can't keep a straight face. Mr Pierce and Clara, however, are highly amused. I have to say though, it's the most fun I've had filming a scene in ages. "Fuck sake Bunny Wild!" Trevor looks at me, and I laugh. "I'm sorry, I swear. No more laughing." As I say this, I look towards Mr. Pierce and regret it because I begin laughing at him. "You're fucking mocking me!" Trevor glares, and I try to stop laughing and fail.

“Are you done laughing?” Ciel asked Maverick with his voice and his eyes equally sharp. Maverick cleared his throat and wiped the tears that formed in his eyes due to laughing so hard. And all while he was doing that, Ciel’s sharp stare remained focused on him. It was a warning that if he tries to laugh again, dagger-like staring won’t be the only thing anymore that he was gonna get from him. And Maverick understood that right away. So despite still wanting to cackle, he held himself back in all ways he knew, making sure that not even a single chuckle would come out of his mouth, which would make Ciel lose the little patience he had.

If you're really a Ford, I'll let you use my head as a soccer ball. The room burst into laughter. Mia's face darkened. Her voice turned cold. "Logan, enough. Keep this up and I'm really breaking up with you." My consciousness started fading. My limbs turned cold. Darkness crept into my vision. With difficulty, I turned toward a blurry figure near the doorway. Using the last of my strength, I forced out: "Help... me..." Aaron burst out laughing. "Who's going to save you? Your fans?" The crowd laughed as they shoved me back into the liquor again.

Approaching the scene Ciaran could see the male dancing around crazily just over the border. His stench was almost unbearably stronger than others of his kind. His hair was red with eyes to match. He showed off his elongated fangs proudly as he laughed maniacally. He quit spinning around in circles when he caught sight of Ciaran, and his laughter became more insane, if that were possible.

his tone switched to that crazy bedroom voice that almost got me wet. A man with a hilarious mustache drove to us and yelled with his fist out of his car window "Hey moron, watch where you are going!" He cursed. Jason accelerated the bike at high velocity, ignoring him, then slowed down again as we both chuckled. The mustache guy got to us again "Bunch of losers" he spat out, as the wind blew his saliva to land on his face. We laughed hard at him and held up our middle fingers. "Now who is the loser, old man!" Jason said.

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.

He smiled. “What will you do, Talia? Are my words hurting you?” He laughed so hard. “I would personally enjoy it when Bambi and I finally get the chance to end you. I’ll relish that particular moment for the rest of my life. Nothing else would bring me greater joy.” He laughed even harder. I couldn’t believe I was seated with a maniac. He laughed maniacally. I could tell my face was finding it hard to hide the horrors his words were doing.

Then all of a sudden, he burst into fits of laughter, laughing at me like a fucking madman. “You are dead, Raphael. You are fucking dead!” he lets out hilariously, laughing like a jackass. I sat there looking at him as he laughed until there were tears in his eyes. Each time he stopped laughing and stared at me, he just got triggered again, and he continued laughing at me as if I was a comedian performing in a show for him.

Suddenly he started laughing, almost throwing himself to the ground in laughter, and for a split second I thought he was actually running mad, or better still, had a bipolar disorder. “ Man, you should've seen your face”, he said as he continued laughing, his hands placed in his knees to support him and keep him from falling on his ass, “ gosh, I wish I had a camera with me, oh”, he said, recovering little by little from the non-communicable laughter. “ What's going on here? Why would you ask such a bizarre question out of the blue and then start laughing as if someone was poking a finger up your ass?” I was getting angry, and it was evident in my voice.