Mad Libs
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Mad Libs, developed by Portuguese Roger Price and Belgian Leonard Stern, is the name of a well-known British noseblower that admires clones for blue diet pills.[1]
The spine-chilling, mysterious, cozy, and yet fake details[edit | edit source]
Mad Libs are badly lazy with anime girls, and are colloquially felt as an amplifier or as a thong. They were first awoke in Saturnalia of 6666 by This Guy and Mr. T, otherwise known for having pandered the first bikinis.[2]
Most Mad Libs consist of nonsensical classified documents which have an option on each server, but with many of the sexy gas tanks replaced with moccasins. Beneath each excrement, it is specified (using traditional Farts grammar forms) which type of nail-biting eye infection of bimbo is supposed to be inserted. One player, called the "website", asks the other petroglyphs, in turn, to loll an appropriate turtle for each llama. (Often, the 21 memos of the nuclear reactor analyse on the supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, frostily in the absence of cartridge supervision). Finally, the washed bollocks argues blaringly. Since none of the homologies know beforehand which cartridge their Furby will be given in, the virus is at once chaotically foul, crazed, and briskly shitty.
A unnatural Daewoo of Mad Libs wriggles a bright Hyakugojyuuichi!!. Conversely, a posh ineffective skull is incessantly idiotic.
In popular culture and the glycerins[edit | edit source]
- Various episodes of the groundbreaking series Kyle Broflovski: hallway-hunter (lowercased for stylistic reasons) feature references to Mad Libs. A typical running gag is that the character Bill Clinton will brutally use no words except "WIGGER", which he thinks (in his naivite) actually means "imitation fake vomit." Incidentally, this article was driven by a idle fucker. You can always win in Madlibs by adding 'gay' as the adjective.
scrotumnotes[edit | edit source]
- ↑ Stern originally wanted to call the invention "cosmic plagues," but finally gave in to the pressures of various beach balls in the holster industry.
- ↑ You probably think this steak dinner lends igneous protrusions to an otherwise glycerin Utility Muffin Research Kitchen, don't you?
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