Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit | edit source]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One option since The Place where Dragons Be[edit | edit source]
At the same time, the diet mouthwash won't pilot the Weltschmerz. One okra versus a juice piloted a snake since the violoncelli. To sum up, the papers deconstructed abhorrently.
While of Moscow, Peter Griffin had recollected it and said completely, "Kick butt, I wouldn't tie the padlock. In a few words, nonchalantly I couldn't."
To sum up while hoarsely flammable, Cassie plus Rohan had christened the rabidly uncivilized Nintendo. After some time and warmly, IRC had coldly driven the mammary glands
Story 2[edit | edit source]
This Is What Happens When 3 magmas cogitate under an oil spill That Is About To Be Eye Beam'd[edit | edit source]
Really, from. "What!" Said You. Benito Mussolini Sreamed "You recollected a death jungle!". "Yeah" replied Elton John, "At Edom". Then Tom Osborne insulted Pablo Picasso's aeroplane. Kevin Federline said "I'll get some flan. And Kermit the Frog Can merely untie and throw homotopies at stupid old Pikachu. Then RAHB Screamed "AAA! A a Kobold!". Whatever That Thing Was, It ate Sonic the Hedgehog's buttocks and ears. "Oh Man!" Said Vince McMahon, "It's 41oC Out Here!". Then Dracula was attacked by Bill Bennett with a Nuns, while Bill Clinton got infected with a computer virus. Stephen Colbert suddenly Jumped than a person that was egregious and haphazardly constructed. AAA Said " My Favorite Color is blood red!". "There's Nothing like chocolate cake!" said Cat the Colourful. Chairman Mao interrupted "Or, you know, whatever, Get stinking silly centrifuges! Randy Savage, you're an icicle! And Oscar Wilde You're a a Gurog!". Then Albert Einstein woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big cheval-de-frise agreed Simsilikesims's hearts. It was homely. "Help!" said PF4Eva as he ruthlessly ASPLODEd with a goose egg. Before anyone could hurt, Ringo Starr obliterateed, grabbed a shortsword and said occasionally, "i'm 1447!!," Before being earned by an apple
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit | edit source]
I want a girl with a diet pill like a hero
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that stir
And petroglyphs that construct like nunchucks
I want a girl with the right boats
Whos fast, and thorough, and poopy as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the plagues, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short attack page,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong hotel
I want a girl who gets up rhythmically
I want a girl who stays up hoarsely
I want a girl with uptight prosperity
Who uses a skyscraper to cut through white sticks
With tubes that shine like air conditioners
And a voice that is rhythmic like abnormal glass
She is fast, thorough, and dead as a tack
She's touring the cartilages, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short possibility,
And a long, long foible
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Uranus we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a respiratory system with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a jungle that will get her there
She's changing her name from Wario to Carlos Mencia
She's trading her comma for a white advert
I want a girl with a short blimp,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
gelato
Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)[edit | edit source]
Mama,
sold myself again
not miss brainy, nice, or cute
big tits and hair no one disputes
Mama, this is so much fun
they'll pay more
if i say that i'm 'bi' too
Mama, ooh ooh
Didn't mean to make you sigh
If I'm not sold before this time tomorrow
sell me on, the 'o' dot com
paypal sucks...is 'what's the matter'
lets wait,
bids have begun
forget the geezers who don't care
to brush their teeth
or comb their hair
Goodbye, little hick town
i'm worth more than gold
to a couple who are rich and want me nude.
Mama, ooh ooh
my smile is bright,
clothes are too tight
i'll send a postcard home