Mad Libs/examples
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Sample Story[edit]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One Sega beneath Bulacan[edit]
To sum up, the feng shui shall not activate the airplane. One flap failing a banana agreed lithium but the t-shirts. Most of the time, the t-shirts piloted brutally.
While at Mexico City, Naruto had litigated it and said shyly, "Of course, I wouldn't geld the dollhouse. However, nonchalantly I may."
To come to the point while incessantly sanguine, Hugo Chávez for Guadalajara had ablated the mercilessly implosive Geiger counter. Anyway and gently, Africaland had oddly bamboozled the mammary glands
Story 2[edit]
This Is What Happens When 50 toasters cruise as a telephone That Is About To Be owned[edit]
By Oscar Meyer
Absolutely not, off. "What!" Said Bill Bailey. George Washington Sreamed "You employed a hairball death plane!". "Yeah" replied Fidel Castro, "At Gilgal". Then This Guy vomited Jerry Fallwell's cob. Mario said "I'll get some crisps. And Colin Powell Can apathetically annihilate and throw classified documents at stupid old Anonymousia de Bergerac-Fleur. Then Jimbo Wales Screamed "AAA! A a six-foot-tall man eating chicken!". Whatever That Thing Was, It cured Waluigi's liver and funny bones. "Oh Man!" Said Albert Einstein, "It's 13°C Out Here!". Then Fatty Arbuckle was attacked by Samus Aran with a Nuns, while Harry Potter© got pwnt to death. Thomas Edison suddenly Jumped except a t-shirt that was uninviting and (in an unruly manner) rinsed. Queen Elizabeth I Said " My Favorite Color is violet!". "There's Nothing like french fry!" said Joey Barton. Randy Savage interrupted "Not in the slightest, Get curateing silly delicious pies! Estelle Getty, you're magma! And Johann Sebastian Bach You're a a Hynerian!". Then Pope Francis woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big electrified mocha chinchilla froze Immanuel Kant's vein. It was lifeless. "Help!" said Britney Spears as he exuberantly absolved amid a banana. Before anyone could envision, Sal Fasano curateed, grabbed a slingshot and said boorishly, "omfg u gt teh pwnt lol!!!11!!1," Before being oscillateed by an Ancient
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]
I want a girl with a rock like a reindeer
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that subtract
And needles that incinerate like delicious pies
I want a girl with the right gas tanks
Whos fast, and thorough, and dazzling as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the oysters, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short monster,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong engraving
I want a girl who gets up raucously
I want a girl who stays up mysteriously
I want a girl with diseased prosperity
Who uses a tube to cut through gray tanks
With gas tanks that shine like reindeer
And a voice that is mysterious like joyful glass
She is fast, thorough, and intransigent as a tack
She's touring the rocks, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short tyrant,
And a long, long anchovies
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Saxe-Coburg and Gotha we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants an oven with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants an igneous protrusion that will get her there
She's changing her name from Black Jesus to Rolf Harris
She's trading her liger for a white deviant
I want a girl with a short hub cap,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
leash
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