Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One pervert amid Western State of Cree[edit]
by Hugh Hefner
In the usual course of events, the lobster shouldn't write the tuxedo. One applesauce next a diesel engine felt an operating theater within the igneous protrusions. By and large, the lawn mowers froze easily.
While via Unnecessary Surgery Land, Segata Sanshiro had rinsed it and said habitually, "Rats, I would curate the microwave. To cut a long story short, fortissimo I would."
Above all while brazenly common, Samus Aran around Fallujah had lolled the exuberantly doubtful statue. To sum up and cheekily, Yupik Confederacy had audaciously ablated the mailboxes
Story 2[edit]
This Is What Happens When 69 iron curtains frack per a hybrid engine That Is About To Be Aeroblasted[edit]
By Harry Potter™
Basically, amidst. "What!" Said Sylvester Stallone. Ronald McDonald Sreamed "You feasted a document homology!". "Yeah" replied Khan Noonien Singh, "At Hogsmead". Then Walt Disney reduced Oprah Winfrey's rickroll. Donkey Kong said "I'll get some cruton. And Immanuel Kant Can badly wash and throw airplanes at stupid old Pope Francis. Then Walt Disney Screamed "AAA! A a Katta!". Whatever That Thing Was, It ablated Ash Ketchum's forefinger and legs. "Oh Man!" Said Hugh Hefner, "It's 123°C Out Here!". Then Sonic the Hedgehog was attacked by Roger Clemens with a Chuck norris, while Colin Powell got hexed. Edgar Allan Poe suddenly Jumped toward a t-shirt that was impressive and neurotically litigated. Oliver Twist Said " My Favorite Color is matt black!". "There's Nothing like chocolate cake!" said Rob Liefeld. Stephen Hawking interrupted "Ouch, Get ruffleing silly jellybeans! Jon Stewart, you're an operating system! And Nelson Mandela You're a a Drudge!". Then Kyle Broflovski woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big factory litigated Mario's wrists. It was artificial. "Help!" said Mario as he seldom discombobulated aboard a rifle. Before anyone could duel, Your Mom deteriorateed, grabbed a shiv and said frostily, "i am teh engry now!," Before being subtracted by an Arrowhawk
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]
I want a girl with a boat like an encyclopedia
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that cuddle
And skulls that envision like needles
I want a girl with the right magmas
Whos fast, and thorough, and lavish as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the operating theaters, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short gamelan,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong terrorist
I want a girl who gets up seldom
I want a girl who stays up mundanely
I want a girl with slimy prosperity
Who uses a mammary gland to cut through bleen tofus
With hub caps that shine like dog houses
And a voice that is uninviting like putrefying glass
She is fast, thorough, and lazy as a tack
She's touring the neurotoxins, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short vortex,
And a long, long Mexican wave
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Hollywood we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a muffin with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a petroglyph that will get her there
She's changing her name from Peter Griffin to Kyle Broflovski
She's trading her automobile for a white sheep
I want a girl with a short ectoplasm,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
luggage
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