Mad Libs/examples
- See also: Mad Libs
Sample Story[edit]
Surgeon General's warning: may cause headaches in small animals.
One boat around Outer Heaven[edit]
As such, the gyroscope may abandon the reindeer. One YouTube Poop excluding an operating theater deceived a hot dog along the memos. Not in the slightest, the mammary glands froze cryptically.
While circa Egypt, Bertrand Russell had modeled it and said thoroughly, "Don't mention it, I shouldn't insult the ovary. Anyway, (in a good way) I should."
Above all while thoroughly loyal, Matt Groening of Assyria had modeled the heartlessly ugly bollocks. By and large and timidly, Na-Dene Republic had audaciously piloted the bikinis
Story 2[edit]
This Is What Happens When 777 violi construct atop a kitten That Is About To Be touched with a ten-foot pole[edit]
By Cloud Strife
After some time, to. "What!" Said Edgar Allan Poe. Sean Connery Sreamed "You bamboozled a hot dog camera!". "Yeah" replied Simon Cowell, "At Frogland". Then Sephiroth sanctified Spongebob's gas tank. Sun Tzu said "I'll get some liver and onions. And Pope Francis Can explosively swim and throw boats at stupid old Elvis Presley. Then Jerry Fallwell Screamed "AAA! A a pack of wolves!". Whatever That Thing Was, It absorbed Ronald Reagan's liver and legs. "Oh Man!" Said Emperor Palpatine, "It's 2.718°C Out Here!". Then Natalie Portman was attacked by Kyle Broflovski with a high-powered laser rifle, while Madonna got timeshifted to Sept. 31. Bill Bennett suddenly Jumped up a home theater system that was unpleased and chaotically programmed. Dr. Phil Said " My Favorite Color is green!". "There's Nothing like nacho!" said Harry Potter©. Cher interrupted "Alas, Get drying silly fissile uranium samples! Sephiroth, you're a beach ball! And Sylvester Stallone You're a a Skrull!". Then Cher woke up and thought it was all a dream when he was eaten by a grue. So The Big cigarette destroyed Johann Sebastian Bach's belly button. It was lazy. "Help!" said Hulk Hogan as he shyly employed besides a hot dog. Before anyone could execrate, Cher hack, slash, & burned, grabbed a grenade and said audaciously, "liek omg wut?," Before being stealed by a Gold Slime
To Be Continued... Please Add
Variant of "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" by Cake[edit]
I want a girl with a cow like a rifle
I want a girl who knows what's best
I want a girl with shoes that smash
And cadavers that incarcerate like computers
I want a girl with the right glycerins
Whos fast, and thorough, and Pastafarian as a tack
She's playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair
She's touring the diet pills, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short lubricant,
And a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong xanthochroi
I want a girl who gets up warmly
I want a girl who stays up raucously
I want a girl with shiny prosperity
Who uses a hairball to cut through spruce DNA sequences
With white boys that shine like clones
And a voice that is oozing like eerie glass
She is fast, thorough, and naked as a tack
She's touring the tuxedoes, and picking up slack
I want a girl with a short paedophile,
And a long, long hub cap
Nanananananananananananananananananananananananananananana
I want a girl with a smooth liquidation
I want a girl with good dividends
Somewhere in Austria-Hungary we will meet accidentally
Well start to talk when she borrows my pen
She wants a cake with a cup-holder arm rest
She wants a blow-up doll that will get her there
She's changing her name from Nelson Mandela to Chuck Norris
She's trading her squid for a white pervert
I want a girl with a short bridge,
And a
Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong
oddball
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