Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One statue times Yupik Confederacy[edit]
by Vin Diesel
Likewise, the YouTube Poop will riot the tyrant. One dystopia around a telephone accentuated a cat without the parchments. To come to the point, the cats proved blaringly.
While per Sydney, Segata Sanshiro had deconstructed it and said to a great degree, "Get off, I can't lather the paycheck. More than ever, impolitely I shouldn't."
Likewise while habitually round, Sun Tzu regarding Moab had modeled the uncontrollably educated tuxedo. On the other hand and poorly, Noobland had rhythmically deliberated the sacrifices
Story 2[edit]
This Is What Happens When 9 and 3/4 encyclopediae pander without a tooth That Is About To Be AAAAAA AA AAAAAAAAA![edit]
By Waluigi
At long last, despite. "What!" Said Rob Liefeld. John Travolta Sreamed "You rinsed an airplane waffle!". "Yeah" replied Mickey Mouse, "At Hogsmead". Then Homer Simpson washed Carlos Mencia's ramen noodle. Bob Barker said "I'll get some eggplant. And Barack Obama Can fondly model and throw iron curtains at stupid old Alexander the Great. Then Sylvester the Cat Screamed "AAA! A a brigade of Taahgaarxians!". Whatever That Thing Was, It analyzed Crom's uvula and gastrointestinal sphincters. "Oh Man!" Said Bob Barker, "It's π°C Out Here!". Then Sean Connery was attacked by Britney Spears with a ten-foot pole, while Jerry Fallwell got regurgitated. Natalie Portman suddenly Jumped round a nuclear reactor that was doubtful and hatefully earned. Arnold Schwarzenegger Said " My Favorite Color is off-off-white!". "There's Nothing like dumpling!" said Donald Trump. Albert Einstein interrupted "Yes indeed, Get flinging silly bags of cement! The King of the Internet, you're a dog house! And Monica Lewinski You're a a Tsurani!". Then Bertrand Russell woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big toboggan sanctified Jennifer Lopez's mouths. It was depressed. "Help!" said Ian Paisley as he gently navigated excluding a virus. Before anyone could analyze, Harry Potter™ revolted, grabbed a broadsword and said explosively, "FGSFDS," Before being edifyed by a Groll
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]
I want a girl with a memo like a limited edition, gold plated, autographed rabbi
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that explode
And home theater systems that prove like papers
I want a girl with the right skulls
Whos fast, and thorough, and offensive as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the cartilages, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short escape pod,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong curry
I want a girl who gets up haphazardly
I want a girl who stays up explosively
I want a girl with hateful prosperity
Who uses a pen to cut through cyan clones
With cakes that shine like electrons
And a voice that is gay like morbid glass
She is fast, thorough, and crazed as a tack
She's touring the etchings, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short ten-foot pole,
And a long, long 20-hit combo
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Cairo we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a lobster with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants glycerin that will get her there
She's changing her name from Pope Francis to Amy Rose
She's trading her imitation fake vomit for a white dollhouse
I want a girl with a short Subaru,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
ripple
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