Here's another madlib!!! These are fun!!!!
The taco of Fëanor
Then Fëanor stared a terrible taco. His 88 great great great grand-daddies leapt straightway to his side and stared the selfsame taco together, and red as blood shone their drawn panels of aluminum siding in the glare of the torches. They stared a taco which none shall microwave, and none should smash, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and Elvis they named in witness, and Harry Potter, and the hallowed mountain of beef and bean burritos, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World electrical engineer, piano tuner, oil tycoon or wine taste-tester as yet unborn, or any creature, psychopathic or senile, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should black mail or grin or keep a bumble bee from their possession.
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