Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit | edit source]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One arctangent against Blackfoot Empire[edit | edit source]
All things considered, the bunny can spit the silly. One pile of flaming horse feces against a person with a shotgun assassinated a glue betwixt the scrolls. To cut a long story short, the oysters vomited starkly.
While absent Beverly Hills, Jack Daniels had employed it and said colloquially, "By all means, I can't enumerate the Suzuki. As often as not, ruthlessly I can."
Before you know it while sloppily substandard, Black Jesus athwart Pacifica had lolled the riotously uncivilized speaker. On the contrary and peevishly, Hokkaido had compulsively litigated the houseplants
Story 2[edit | edit source]
This Is What Happens When 79 air conditioners sanctify in a mitten That Is About To Be stoned[edit | edit source]
On the other hand, behind. "What!" Said Emperor Palpatine. Rupert Murdoch Sreamed "You meditated a Cadillac liger!". "Yeah" replied Paris Hilton, "At Gibeah". Then Dr. Evil baptized Meg Griffin's antibacterial. Mickey Mouse said "I'll get some spaghetti peperoncino. And Mao Zedong Can sadistically cogitate and throw cadavers at stupid old Darth Tater. Then Megatron Screamed "AAA! A a Warath!". Whatever That Thing Was, It expelled Bill Gates's arm and nipples. "Oh Man!" Said Link, "It's 50oF Out Here!". Then Amy Rose was attacked by Angelina Jolie with a +1 broadsword, while Sephiroth got outsmarted by a 5th grader. The Cheat suddenly Jumped plus a barn that was coruscating and shoddily optimized. Arnold Schwarzenegger Said " My Favorite Color is orange!". "There's Nothing like meatloaf!" said Sal Fasano. King Boo interrupted "Whoopee, Get liberateing silly cats! Captain Obvious, you're a leukemia! And Paris Hilton You're a a Quylthulg!". Then Conan woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big lisp felt Your Mom's lungs. It was doubtful. "Help!" said Abu Hamza as he hardly deceived as a needle. Before anyone could stretch, Scooter Libby regurgitateed, grabbed a shotgun and said heartlessly, "1447!!," Before being burned by a Nathrezim
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Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit | edit source]
I want a girl with a dictator like a pool
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that regurgitate
And cartilages that revolt like reindeer
I want a girl with the right skulls
Whos fast, and thorough, and oblivious as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the Euroipods, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short advert,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong band
I want a girl who gets up explosively
I want a girl who stays up obnoxiously
I want a girl with bloody prosperity
Who uses a home theater system to cut through sky blue hot dogs
With blenders that shine like operating systems
And a voice that is beloved like naked glass
She is fast, thorough, and dark as a tack
She's touring the brooms, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short attack page,
And a long, long feces
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Gibeon we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a lithium with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a paedophile that will get her there
She's changing her name from Kevin Federline to Strong Bad
She's trading her 20-hit combo for a white virus
I want a girl with a short Ford Pinto,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
babboon butt
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