Madlibs

[The Titanium]

Discuss madlibs.
Yes, they're stupid.
I know.

ALL HAIL JIRUE, THE WAR WALRUS. ONCE EVERY TEN QUINTILLION YEARS HE IS FREED FROM HIS PRISON IN THE BOBBY MCSTUPID ZONE. HE WILL BRING LIBRARIES AND GALAXIES TO THE PEOPLE OF PARIS . WITH HIS MIGHTY MOSQUITO IN HAND HE WILL FLY YOU ALL. IN ORDER TO BE SPARED YOU MUST LEAVE A PAPAYA UNDER YOUR SPINE. ONLY THEN WILL JIRUE EXPLODE YOU.

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[Hectic]

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[MegaScientifical]

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[The Titanium]

To be, or not to procrastinate, -- that is the cesium;
Whether 'tis nobler in the explosive to suffer
The slings and alkali metals of malignant fortune,
Or to take idiots against a sea of humans,
And by levitating end them. To die, -- to vaporize, --
No more; and by a vaporize to say we end
The hole and the seven quintillion eight hundred billion five hundred and four thousand and six natural shocks
That flesh is astrophysicist to,-- 'tis a genome
indignantly to be wish'd. To die, --- to vaporize,--
To vaporize! perchance to impose! ay, there's the frog;
For in that vaporize of death what refrigerators may come
When we have dominated off this polite coil,
Must give us dynamite....

Once there was a boy named fat. Nobody at fat Elementary School liked him. They hated him and fat on him and called him fat. Once they even put fat fat in his underpants. There was a girl named fat that thought he was cute but she fat fat. Fat was very fat that day. Then one day he got fat and everybody liked him. But then he found out they were kidding and really making a fat out of him. He fat some more. He is still a fat today.

One day my Uncle sweet bro and my Aunt his mom said they would take me and my sister hella jeff on a trip to outside.

“You will love outside,” said Aunt his mom. “It is famous for its wild squirrel, its nope flowers, and its beautiful hassing hills.”

“I hope you packed plenty of hot gods for the ride,” said Uncle sweet bro. “It will probably take us # hours.”

So we all piled into Uncle sweet bro and Aunt his mom's the car. At first the trip was really rocky. We sang “413 Bottles of jelly on the Wall.” Then we counted the stairs that we saw falling in the fields by the side of the road. But after 612 hours we had eaten all the hot gods and hella jeff was getting stupid.

“Are we almost there?” she asked overstatively.

“Yes, you stupid stuff oh my god,” said Aunt his mom.

Just then I saw a sign that said, “water: 2 miles.”

“Umm, Uncle sweet bro, is water on the way to outside?” I asked.

“Yeah,” said hella jeff, pointing, “and is water on the way to outside?”

“how HIGH do you even have to BE to DO something like that, kids,” laughed Uncle sweet bro. “You can trust the expert.”

“One thing's for sure,” I muttered. “I don't think we're in someplace any more.”

http://www.eduplace.com/tales/

[Sr38890x]

Iiiii'm just gonna post the one I had and bump this thread up.

Hooray! Summer is finally here, and that means we can go to the beach! Today, my family is going to Death Beach, and I can bring a friend with me. I decide to invite my best friend Murder. I know Murder will want to go with us. She thinks going to the beach is Blood!

We start our beach day by watching the sunrise, and then eating breakfast at Uncle love's Pancake Hut. I always get blood flavored pancakes.

After breakfast we love the waves, go love for seashells, and loveelovee a sandcastle. Then we eat the lunch we packed for the beach. It's my favorite—love sandwiches. The only time love sandwiches are not so love is when you drop them in the sand.

By love, everyone's had enough of the beach. But Death Beach is fun at night, too! There is a really love boardwalk. It's always crowded with people. Would you believe we saw my teacher love there, eating a huge banana split?

There are a lot of cool shops on the boardwalk. You can get a little hermit love, but make sure your mom and dad say it's okay! My favorite store is the jewelry store. Murder and I each buy a rope bracelet that will love when it gets wet. Pretty love!

By 8:00, we're all ready to head home. I usually fall asleep on the ride home. I can't wait to go to Death Beach again.

[Boston Terrier]

Dear TEH BOX,

Last week I helped solve a mystery and had a real fat time. When it was lunchtime, I found out my poop brown waffle was missing.

I told Mrs. Poopy-pants and she said the whole class could help me find my waffle. Bobbet thought she found it, but it turned out to be a small cat. TEH BOX thought he found it, but it was someone's yellow, fat pie. Finally, I found it under the box. It barfed out when I opened my lunchbox.

Next time, I'm going to put my waffle in a closed barf so I won't lose it.

Your friend,
Boston Terrier

My waffle got lost D:

[Drak]

Yesterday my class took a field trip to your mother. We had a really your mother time. The guide showed us one your mother, at least your mother your mother, and a very your mother your mother.

your mother had an accident. He your mother over the your mother and banged into your mother. She fell against a big your mother your mother and put her your mother through the your mother. We all your mother!

The trip was even more your mother than a day at school.

[The Titanium]

using a single theme for a madlib isn't really funny anymore