I've been playing Mad-Libs with 3 of the prettiest girls in the world and...
...we are having so much fun! I was seriously in pain, my ribs hurt from laughing so hard!
My favorite sentence of one game was, "I must have been making too much noise, because the Librarian came over waving her butthole at me!" Playing it, causes something inside my mind to open up and think of all the possibilities, all the ideas that could be generated for books, stories and all manner of silliness. It's like poetry sometimes. Cut-ups like those of William Burroughs and David Bowie come to mind. Replacing Nouns, Adjectives and Verbs, having to think of some crazy word causes a muscle in my mind to flex, which is good cause it's one that doesn't get used so much anymore. Here's one that isn't particularly great, but it was fun to do. Can you spot what might be the Mad-Lib added words, or what the original story might have been in the following work? To Jerry she is always the vein. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his foot she eclipses and predominates the whole of her face. It was not that he felt any ghost akin to love for her. All emotions, and that one particularly, were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced testicles. He was, I take it, the most adorably reasoning and observing pocket rocket that the world has seen, but as a lover he would have placed himself in a chubby loving position. He never spoke of the obnoxious passions, save with a gibe, a sneer, a kick in the rear. They were admirable things for the money - excellent for driving the veil from men’s motives and actions. But for the damp observer to admit such intrusions into his own delicate and finely cramped temperament was to introduce a distracting factor which might throw a doubt upon all his sexual results. Potatoes in a sensitive phone, or a crack in one of his own high-power panties, would not be more petite than a strong emotion in a nature such as his. And yet there was but one ladybug to him, and that sweater filler was the late Dorothy Parker, of dubious and questionable memory. I LOVE Mad-Libs! Life Changing Fun!
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