Because I grew up with Mad Libs that asked you for all the parts first (so no story bias!) and only when you were finished gave you the story, here’s the list:
- PROPER NOUN
- PLURAL NOUN
- PART OF THE BODY
- NAME OF FAVORITE DEAD ALLIANCE PALADIN
- PAST TENSE OF A BODILY FUNCTION
- ORC NAME
- EMOTION YOU FEEL WHEN YOU LOSE A REALLY IMPORTANT ROLL BY 1
- FAVORITE FARM ANIMAL
- BODILY FLUID
- TAMEABLE CREATURE
- PART OF A SHIP
- PLURAL OF AN ORGAN FOUND IN THE HUMAN BODY
- NAME OF FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE
- NAME OF CLIMATE
- NAME OF SEASON
- LARGEST NUMBER YOU CAN IMAGINE
- FIRST WORD YOU CAN THINK OF
- third toe
- air … I’m a smartass and I know it!
And, here’s my mad-lib result. I’m particularly now a fan of yelling “By Gerk’s ghost!” I also managed to pick chartreuse and brains without coordinating the two. Skillz?
Once upon a time, the SMELLY king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of DARNASSUS, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! “Battle stations!” the king ordered. “We will not let them take the EGREGIOUS COOKIES!” Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his THIRD TOE. “By GERK‘s ghost! That was close,” Varian DIGESTED.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the BROGGOSH‘s FRUSTRATION. “Varian, you cowardly MOO-COW! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag’har AIR!” Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a CHROMAGGUS, landed on Varian’s ship. The two fought until the RUDDER was CHARTREUSE with BRAINS.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of KUNGALOOSH. “Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, BLUE WET ALLERGY Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!” Varian and Garrosh looked at each other’s IMPOSING faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. “Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have BAZILLION drinks together at Brewfest?” “A true warchief partners with SONGS!”
Breakfast Topic by Mathew McCurley, 31 March 2012