See what happens when I do MadLibs on my own?

Dear Sweetheart,

I lay awake all nano second thinking of you, your shitty smile, and our tryst in the butt crack. Nastily, I recall our meeting, how my heart screwed with arrogance when I first saw you. How pissy you looked in that pink and purple swirl Depends and those two retarded maternity bras on your ear holes!

I cherished every moment we were together and was fat when our date came to a close. I can't say how accidentally I regret spilling puke on your taint; you were depressed about it, however, for which I am grateful. You are so beautiful when you're depressed.

You're hairless most other times. Your eyes are like deep pools of horse piss, warmed in the moonlight. Your cheeks are as rosy as balls. Your lips are like succulent snake filets. Your hair is plaid like a platypus on a summer's day. Your toenails are two humongous triangles of pain.

I can't wait to convulse with you again. Write soon.

Sarcastically,

Your Friend

'Course, they're called "Crazy Libs" on the dialectizer page. Also, it's kinda hard to pick a catagory with yer eyes closed, but I tried to not know what I was writing about.

Whew.
I almost hurt myself when I read this.

If ya do theirs, they will re-use some of your words twice. They did that with "depressed" in this one. They also ask for much more esoteric words, but they do have a dropdown menu, if ya don't know what the hell they're asking for.

It's fun. Go try it.
Hell... here's the link to it.
Ya know what'd be cool? If, when ya do it, ya let me know so I can see it, too. Post it and trackback me, email it to me... whatever.

Again...
Have fun!!!

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 04:16 AM

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Posted by: Tuning Spork at August 05, 2004 11:46 PM (fB4nj)

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