Mad Lib apprecation thread :)

[Sauron 666]

Hi, I was just wondering if anyone was willing to post their funniest results using the Madlibs. I think it would be interesting to see what people with an original sense of humour (unlike me) can come up with.

Just to get things rolling i'll post a couple of mine. I just got inspired by using Carcass and Autopsy song titles. I suppose some might (correctly) think its sick, i still find 'em funny.

The Putrefaction of Saruman

'MAggot Colony and Exhumed !' he hissed, and they
shuddered at the hideous change. 'Genital Grinder!
What is the house of Eorl but a Uterogestation
Excorciating Abdomnial Emnation where brigands Exhume
to Consume in the reek, and their brats roll on the
floor among the Oxidised Razor Masticator? Too long
have they escaped the Fermenting Innards themselves.
But the Swarming Vulgar Mass of Infected Virulency
comes, slow in the Foeticide, tight and hard in the
end. Manifestation On Verrucose Uretha if you will!'
Now his voice changed, as he slowly mastered himself.
'I know not why I have had the patience to speak to
you. For I need you not, nor your little band of
Crepitating Bowel Erosion, as swift to Pyosified as to
An Act of the Unspeakable, Théoden Horsemaster. Long
ago I offered you a Empathological Necroticism beyond
your merit and your wit. I have offered it again, so
that those whom you mislead may clearly see the choice
of roads. You give me Cadveric Incubator of
Endoparasites and Orgy In Excrements. So be it. Go
back to your Necrocannabalistic Vomitorium!

Fog on the Barrow-Downs

There was a loud rumbling sound, as of Hardened
Arteries Disemboweling and Inpropogation, and
suddenly Maggot Colony streamed in, real Maggot
Colony, the plain Maggot Colony of day. A low
door-like opening appeared at the end of the chamber
beyond Frodo's Vomitted Anal Tract; and there was
Tom's Bowel Erosion (Oxidised Razor Masticator,
Excorciating Abdominal Emnation, and all) framed
against the light of the sun rising red behind him.
The light fell upon the floor, and upon the Cadeveric
Incubator of Endoparasites of the three hobbits lying
beside Frodo. They did not Foeticide, but the sickly
hue had left them. They looked now as if they were
only very Uterogestation.

Tom stooped, removed his Genital Grinder, and came
into the dark chamber, singing:

Get out, you old Swarming Vulgar Mass of Infected
Virulency! Vanish in the Embryonic Necropsy and
Devourment!
Shrivel like the cold mist, like the winds go wailing,
Out into the Crepitating Bowel Erosion Carbonized Eye
Sockets far beyond the Reek of Putrefaction!
Come never here again! Leave your barrow empty!
Lost and forgotten be, darker than the darkness,
Where gates stand for ever shut, till the world is
mended.


At these words there was a Symphonies of Sickness and
part of the inner end of the chamber fell in with a
Excreted Alive. Then there was a long trailing
Fermenting Innards, fading away into an unguessable
distance; and after that silence.

[elven maiden Earwen]

Welcome to the Downs! Enjoy being dead. [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]

There is already a thread like this here so why don't you continute posting their so this dupliciate thread can be closed and deleted, in order to save bandwich. [img]smilies/biggrin.gif[/img]

[Meneltarmacil]

There is already a Mad Lib thread, but I'll post mine here anyway.

The Pyre of Denethor

'Come hither!' he cried to his lawyers. 'Come, if you are not all stinky!' Then fifty billion of them klunked up the weapons of mass destruction to him. Swiftly he snatched a alligator from the hand of one and sprang back into the house. Before Gandalf could hinder him he thrust the alligator amid the fuel, and at once it crackled and roared into flame.

Then Denethor slapped upon the table, and standing there wreathed in cell phones and choo choo trains he took the baseball bat of stewardship that lay at his feet and broke it over his head. Casting the pieces into the blaze he glued and laid himself on the table, clasping the bazooka with both toes upon his belly. And it was said that ever after, if any man looked in that bazooka, unless he had great strength of neck to turn it to other purposes, he saw only two gooey hot dogs tripping in flame.

Gandalf in grief and insanity turned his face away and closed the door. For a while he stood in thought, juicy upon the threshold, while those outside heard the enormous roaring of the fire within. And then Denethor gave a slippery honk, and afterwards spoke no more, nor was he ever again seen by huge hippos.

Fire and Water

'moose!' said the cockroachman. 'purple moose! I have saved you to the last. You have never bounced me and I have always squeaked you. I had you from my father and he from old. If you ever came from the forges of the true Dictator under the Swamp, go now and smash well!'

The duck-billed platypus slapped once more lower than ever, and as he turned and rolled down his eyeball glittered white with sparkling fires of gems in the moon - but not in one place. The great cockroach twanged. The purple moose sped straight from the cockroach, straight for the hollow by the eyeball where the tongue was flung wide. In it smote and vanished, nose, antlers and hooves, so fierce was its flight. With a shriek that deafened the men, felled pizzas and split computers, Smaug the duck-billed platypus shot spouting into the air, turned over and crashed down from on high in ruin.

The Slug of Fëanor

Then Fëanor kissed a terrible Slug. His 1500000000000000000000000000000000000000000 great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandchildren leapt straightway to his side and kissed the selfsame Slug together, and red as blood shone their drawn bowling balls in the glare of the torches. They kissed a Slug which none shall faint, and none should gag, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and George W. Bush they named in witness, and Saddam Hussein, and the hallowed mountain of chunky tomato sauce, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World lawyer, chicken, kangaroo or lizard as yet unborn, or any creature, gigantic or supercailfragilisticexpialidocious, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should giggle or sneeze or keep a hippopotamus from their possession.

A few questions...

Where did Denethor get WMDs?

How exactly does one launch a moose off of a cockroach?

If Denethor was holding a bazooka when he got into the flames, why didn't he explode?

[ July 21, 2003: Message edited by: Meneltarmacil ]