Monday, May 5, 2008

Mad Libs Mondays make babies cry...I mean, sleep

This one has a lot of blanks, but I think it will be a classic!

In order to complete this mad lib, fill in the spaces and click "Create Story." In some places, you will have to repeat the same word. For instance, you should put the same plural noun in every time you see "Plural Noun 1." If blanks do not have a number, a different word should be used each time. If there is an "@" sign, use the same word as in the blank before. Post your completed story as a comment.

Scroll down to find the forms.






































Number
Small Currency
Plural Noun 4
Number
Number
Adjective 1
Plural Noun 1
Past Tense Verb
Food That Rhymes With Plural Noun 4
@food That Rhymes With Plural Noun 4
Plural Noun 1
Verb 1
Adjective
Person Or Profession That Rhymes With Verb 1
@person Or Profession That Rhymes With Verb 1
Verb + Ing
@verb + Ing
Plural Noun 2
Person Or Profession
Room
Food
Food That Rhymes With Plural Noun 2
Person Or Profession
Plural Noun 3
Adjective 1
Plural Noun 1
Past Tense Verb
Body Part That Rhymes With Plural Noun 3

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Sing a song of eighty pesos,

a pocket full of puke.

a grand and 9 farty frogs,

mashed in a cuke.

When the cuke was opened,

the frogs began to explode.

Wasn't that an adorable dish

to set before Tom Joad?

Tom Joad was in his crapping house,

crapping out his lungs.

The Robber was in the attic,

eating weiners and buns.

The Window Washer was in the garden,

hanging out the bundles,

When down came some farty frogs

and licked off her grundle.
Sing a song of 13 pesos,

a pocket full of cacti.

6 and 42 crunchy zippers,

frozen in an apple pie.

When the apple pie was opened,

the zippers began to crack.

Wasn't that a smelly dish

to set before the Jack Black?

The actor who can't act was in his smiling house,

rocking out his honey bees.

The door-to-door salesman was in the foyer,

eating mashed potatoes and macaroni & cheese.

The Star Wars geek was in the garden,

hanging out the too many beers,

When down came some crunchy zippers

and sniffed off her floppy ears.
Sing a song of 64 rupees,

a pocket full of ballads.

3 and 30 bleary-eyed cats,

sank in a salad.

When the egg salad was opened,

the cats began to sleep.

Wasn't that a soundly dish

to set before the peeper?

The peeper was in his snoozing house,

loving out his die.

The seamstress was in the closet,

eating veggie burger and pie.

The golfer was in the garden,

hanging out the moose,

When down came some bleary-eyed cats

and spat off her caboose

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