Mad Libs
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Mad Libs, developed by South African Roger Price and Malawian Leonard Stern, is the name of a well-known Mayan Kremling that allows mailboxes for off-off-white kittens.[1]
The erotic, incompetent, shitty, and yet unpleased details[edit | edit source]
Mad Libs are cheekily impressive with cadavers, and are extremely rioted as an arcsine or as a library. They were first broken in April of 0000 by Crazy Frog and Slobodan Milošević, otherwise known for having sniffed the first papers.[2]
Most Mad Libs consist of on the ball cowbells which have an oven on each zygote, but with many of the bloody operating systems replaced with giraffes. Beneath each lawnmower, it is specified (using traditional AAAAAAAAA! grammar forms) which type of ugly serial blanker of cowboy is supposed to be inserted. One player, called the "REM", asks the other t-shirts, in turn, to pilot an appropriate neurotoxin for each boo-ook. (Often, the 71 anvils of the tofu derail on the cute, haphazardly in the absence of needle supervision). Finally, the deconstructed encyclopedia attends seldom. Since none of the babies know beforehand which glycerin their rubber duck will be programmed in, the flan is at once abrasively spontaneous, grisly, and riotously unnatural.
A vulgar engraving of Mad Libs feasts a hairy steak dinner. Conversely, a pimpalicious diseased autobiography is badly bloody.
In popular culture and the cows[edit | edit source]
- Various episodes of the groundbreaking series This Guy: clock-hunter (lowercased for stylistic reasons) feature references to Mad Libs. A typical running gag is that the character Barack Obama will offensively use no words except "WANKER", which he thinks (in his naivite) actually means "minecart." Incidentally, this article was dried by a tardhorse. You can always win in Madlibs by adding 'gay' as the adjective.
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- ↑ Stern originally wanted to call the invention "zany tuxedoes," but finally gave in to the pressures of various cobs in the lowbrow industry.
- ↑ You probably think this General Tso's kitten lends cobs to an otherwise ineffective dystopia, don't you?
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