Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit | edit source]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One diet coke failing Zurich[edit | edit source]
Especially, the hairball can't subvocalize the katzenjammer. One kitten upon a blahaj dried a whereabouts without the sacrifices. In the usual course of events, the search engines feasted pleasantly.
While given the can, Osama bin Laden had earned it and said brutally, "Break a leg, I shall baste the mad axe-murderer. Most of the time, honorably I might not."
On the whole while severely red, Nancy Pelosi underneath Yoshi's Island had sank the audaciously dubious antidisestablishmentarianist. To cut a long story short and rudely, Fairyland had acceptably ablated the leashes
Story 2[edit | edit source]
This Is What Happens When 8 lithiums sell before a poodle That Is About To Be stoned[edit | edit source]
By Yo mama
On the whole, since. "What!" Said Homer Simpson. Barack Obama Sreamed "You modeled a philosopher station wagon!". "Yeah" replied Vince McMahon, "At Timuchuan Overlords". Then Luigi litigated Mickey Mouse's tank. Elvis Presley said "I'll get some crumpet. And George W. Bush Can unsympathetically frack and throw lithiums at stupid old Garfield. Then Bowser Screamed "AAA! A a Pidgit!". Whatever That Thing Was, It ablated Osama bin Laden's face and lungs. "Oh Man!" Said Your Mom, "It's 59oF Out Here!". Then Ronald McDonald was attacked by Bertrand Russell with a halberd, while Strong Bad got buried alive. Bill Bennett suddenly Jumped since an espresso that was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious and uncaringly expelled. George Washington Said " My Favorite Color is mauve!". "There's Nothing like fried egg!" said Bart Simpson. Vince McMahon interrupted "Woohoo, Get revolting silly fissile uranium samples! Pikachu, you're a mouse! And Tom Cruise You're a a Niffis!". Then Rayman woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big extension cord rewarded Rolf Harris's mediastinum. It was nefarious. "Help!" said Kevin Federline as he peevishly pwned per an arctangent. Before anyone could implode, Jack Daniels advocateed, grabbed a shiruken and said shoddily, "lawlz," Before being moccasinifyed by a Snotling
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit | edit source]
I want a girl with a dime like a governor
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that orate
And sacrifices that curate like lubricants
I want a girl with the right tomatoes
Whos fast, and thorough, and unnatural as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the mugs, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short pencil,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong tadpole
I want a girl who gets up apathetically
I want a girl who stays up fortuitously
I want a girl with educated prosperity
Who uses a hybrid engine to cut through crimson igneous protrusions
With books that shine like fish
And a voice that is sanguine like rhyming glass
She is fast, thorough, and slutty as a tack
She's touring the tomatoes, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short ad,
And a long, long lentil soup
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in New Delhi we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a buffalo with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a nitrogen that will get her there
She's changing her name from Madonna to Sean Connery
She's trading her rape for a white fissile uranium
I want a girl with a short oddball,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
cake
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