Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One xenomorph without Inuit Kingdom[edit]
by Pikachu
Eventually, the flagella wouldn't hump the quickloader. One ice skate including a politician cruised a reindeer for the plagues. In conclusion, the pens vomited warmly.
While among Springfield, Shaquille O'Neal had swallowed it and said frantically, "Furgle, I may not calcify the Pac-Man. In the usual course of events, obnoxiously I can."
Equally important while nastily vigilant, Adolf Hitler with Timuchuan Overlords had cured the hatefully living YouTube Poop. In fact and starkly, Chicago had unsympathetically written the gas tanks
Story 2[edit]
This Is What Happens When 300 scrolls litigate to an operating theater That Is About To Be made into a strange Internet fad[edit]
By Harry Potter©
All things considered, underneath. "What!" Said Jesus. Jesus Christ Sreamed "You gave a lawn mower computer!". "Yeah" replied Stephen Colbert, "At Noobland". Then Homer Simpson litigated George Washington's exhaust pipe. John Travolta said "I'll get some chocolate cake. And Bowser Can pleasantly fuck and throw violi at stupid old Steve Austin. Then Jesus Christ Screamed "AAA! A a Bount!". Whatever That Thing Was, It navigated Pervez Musharraf's appendix and kidneys. "Oh Man!" Said Bart Simpson, "It's 709871523°F Out Here!". Then Michael Jackson was attacked by Hugh Hefner with a Nunchucks, while Harry Potter got screwed. Dave Chapelle suddenly Jumped alongside an igneous protrusion that was retarded and occasionally discombobulated. Pablo Picasso Said " My Favorite Color is off-off-white!". "There's Nothing like ham!" said Jennifer Aniston. Rolf Harris interrupted "Beats me, Get erecting silly oysters! Megatron, you're fissile uranium! And Walt Disney You're a a Skeleton!". Then Chuck Norris woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big quickloader constructed Samus Aran's nose. It was spine-chilling. "Help!" said Cloud Strife as he habitually ablated given a virus. Before anyone could throw, Waluigi eated, grabbed a katana and said virtually, "STFU N00b!," Before being ablateed by a Ronso
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]
I want a girl with an igneous protrusion like a tuxedo
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that sanctify
And jellybeans that plagiarize like tanks
I want a girl with the right lithiums
Whos fast, and thorough, and XTREME as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the lawn mowers, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short hero,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong tennis racket
I want a girl who gets up impolitely
I want a girl who stays up seldom
I want a girl with moribund prosperity
Who uses a tuxedo to cut through silver pastries
With teeth that shine like fissile uranium samples
And a voice that is no-frills like wet glass
She is fast, thorough, and nonsensical as a tack
She's touring the parchments, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short sarcophagus,
And a long, long bestiality
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in The Land of Cheese-Eating Surrender-Monkeys we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a pillow with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a blow-up doll that will get her there
She's changing her name from Freddy Krueger to Lord Voldemort
She's trading her mouse for a white alcohol
I want a girl with a short quetzal,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
goose egg
Bohemian Rhapsody (Mad Lib remix)[edit]
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