A (M)ad Lib MMP

Good morning all and welcome to the first interactive MMP. I would like all of you to post your versions of the following. Bold your contributions. Off to find tea because it’s early here!
Once upon a time, there lived on the Dope a (adjective, noun), who called themselves (adjective, noun). This name (verb, adverb or adjective–descriptive phrase, people!) fit him/her/it to a T. Sometimes s/he/it (verb) and (verb). At other times, s/he/it (verb, adverb)! It made life complicated for all the other MMPers.

One day, (this Doper) went too far and actually (verb, and verb and adverby verb!). This got the mod’s (noun and adjective) and made all the MMPers (action phrase/dependent clause–cannot recall correct terminology at 0630 in the freaking morning-don’t include this bit). The other MMPers were (verb). They decided to (verb). They set up the (noun) and had everyone (verb). This caused (descriptive noun-shut up, English majors!) amongst the other Dopers. They all exclaimed about the (noun) of the (noun) in the MMP. The MMP became (adjective) throughout the interweb. The MMPers were (adjective or is it adverb-shit) and just went about their business. Their (noun) here was done!

I’m first??? Incredible!!!
eta - now I’ll play

I’m having trouble with this - I’ll play later
FWIW - next time - (and this might be a cool idea for a game thread) - ask for the various words first, in a list. Then when you have all the players, post the various paragraphs, and let everyone laugh

my personal trouble with this version is I’m trying to make it real, trying to imagine what you intended for each blank.

Once upon a time, there lived on the Dope a** little schnoodle**, who called themselves purple dog. This name was not only applicable, it fit him to a T. Sometimes he** barked and snarled**. At other times, he typed slowly! It made life complicated for all the other MMPers.

One day,** purple dog** went too far and actually slobbered all over the keyboard and cd-drive. This got the mod’s** leg wet ** and made all the MMPers heave a collective sigh. The other MMPers were** giggling**. They decided to **eat!**They set up the **recipe blog ** and had everyone participate.This caused wonder amongst the other Dopers. They all exclaimed about the dessert ** of rigs ** in the MMP. The MMP became **feared ** throughout the interweb. The MMPers were serene and just went about their business. Their **carp ** here was done!
Whew! I love madlibs but it’s a bit early for grammar. Great idea, rigs!

Remember me and fantasy/porn? Guess what–you’re overthinking this! :smiley:
Applauds Pie! Brava, dahling, brava! I’ll have a go at it after breakfast. I didn’t post mine because [snotty teacher’s pet voice] I didn’t want people to copy [/stpv]

Blug blurrble blash, blug glash bow.

::removes head from bucket of water::

Wow, some initiation you got here. Still I’ve had worse, I remember one enchanted evening at the TKE house with some ice cubes and a barrel of booze… but that’s another story.

Good Good Morning!!! The sun is singing, the birds are shining and it’s going to be a Great Day. I’ve had like five cups of coffee and there is still several hours before the GERD starts kickin’ it back up so Hello, Hello.

T’was a rather sedated weekend. It was sunny and warm until I wanted to do something then it started raining. Still I got a start on fixing our fence and managed to tear down and clean the carburator on our mower. For some reason there was a bright green scaley buildup on the valve at the base of the injector (the one inside the float bowl). Anybody know what that was? I attributed it to water in the gas / tank / bowl and lectured the kiddies about putting the mower away after use and not leaving it in the rain. I don’t know if that was the actual problem or not, just a good opportunity to remind them to put stuff up.

Thinking about killing all the grass on the north side of the back yard. No particular reason, just homicidal like that. Really though, that part of the yard seldom gets used so why mow it? If I kill everything off, level it out and cover it with some nice stones we could have a killer rock garden. Plenty of room for decorative planters and gnomes and maybe a koi pond. Plenty of room for not having to mow the grass is more like it.

Ah well, here’s to wishing all of you a great googly moogly Monday morning.

Oh, and here’s my Mad Lib - Enjoy!!!

Once upon a time, there lived on the Dope a cranky old man, who called themselves Stinky_Whizzleteats. This name, Stinky_Whizzleteats, fit him to a T. Sometimes he belched and complained. At other times, he shit himself blind! It made life complicated for all the other MMPers.

One day, **Stinky_Whizzleteats ** went too far and actually beamed his crap. This got the mod’s kind of excited really and made all the MMPers green with envy, or with something, whatever… they were green. The other MMPers were quite disquieted. They decided to ignore 'Ole Stinky along with his… umm… contribution. They set up the duckpins and had everyone bowl. This caused a curiously apathetic interest amongst the other Dopers. They all exclaimed about the foul stench of the Whizzleteats crap bowling in the MMP. The MMP became the most popular and addictive Teat Crap Bowling site throughout the interweb. The MMPers were **neither suprised nor supressed ** and just went about their business. Their bowling here was done!

I’ve never done an ad-lib while reading the context. (Nor with such odd instructions. :p)

I’ll play, but it will be later. I saved the text as a Word doc; I’m so clever.

Lots o’ rain in Cottonfield County yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Maybe I’ll have to break down and buy paddles for my canoe. Maybe we can finally shake the drought classification this week.

Had a rescue page Saturday, for a sweet old lady who had a mild heart attack. Two fire pages Sunday; one for downed power lines that happened outside of my district, and the other for a call reported as a structure fire that ended up as someone smoking meat. :rolleyes: Both times, sent home without ever getting to the scene to play.

Other than that, I had such exciting things to do like fixing window screens that the damned dog shredded, yard work, 2 trips to the dump, and the usual household chores. I lead such an exciting life.

I also have another recipe to post sometime today. Carry on.

Once upon a time, there lived on the Dope a beautiful princess, who called herself GorgeousGoddess. This name was not only** fun to say**, it fit her to a T. Sometimes she masturbated, and made brioche . At other times, she ** briochely masturbated!** It made life complicated for all the other MMPers.

One day, GG went too far and actually** filmed and posted a video of her kitchen hijinks!** This got the mod’s lascivious attention and made all the MMPers jealously proud of her attention whoring. The other MMPers were confused, but willing. They decided to also make home videos. They set up the thread and had everyone submit their videos. This caused ** sexual chaos** amongst the other Dopers. They all exclaimed about the audacity of the ** bold folk** in the MMP. The MMP became ** infamous** throughout the interweb. The MMPers were satisfied in more ways than one and just went about their business. Their work here was done!

Ok, ok–so I may have screwed some of this up. I composed it in about 5 minutes whilst muttering “shit, shit, I’m late.” under my breath. I wanted to have a well thought out Mad Lib MMP, but this is what you get. Cope. Good on you, Vundie, for being Mr Rescue Man for little old ladies. I have a busy day planned: Paper, some yard work, some errands and class. I just got done Yelling At #2 Son in a Big Way.
The purging of his room and mess will shortly commence (after I finish this effing paper that is).

Morning! Registering!

Laundry! Baby! ( You have to put them on Delicate Cycle or they cry.)

I’ll have to play later, I guess. Too busy, and I’ve never seen this game before.

Drives by…

Good morning- cute idea Rigs!

Brief story-

Me

Treadmill

Cat

Curiosity

Wheeeee!

Mornin’! Off to the bank and work…

Hey, hi ITD, good morning to you!
WTF is an adjective though (to the OP)?

(yah I’m kidding)

Once upon a time, there lived on the Dope a redneck cotton farmer, who called himself Catfish Bundy. This name, Catfish, fit him to a T. Sometimes he picked his nose and wiped his boogers on the seat of his old pickup truck. At other times, he shot pecans out of his butt like they were bullets! It made life complicated for all the other MMPers.

One day, Catfish went too far and actually organized a Dopefest and pig-pickin’ so he could show off his pecan target shooting skills. This got the mods seriously indifferent and made all the MMPers buy squid and chocolate. The other MMPers were delighted. They decided to buy Catfish a set of dentures. They set up the bank account and everyone sent in their discretionary squid money. This caused a price drop in squid amongst the other Dopers. They all exclaimed about market manipulation of the robber barons in the MMP. The MMP became notorious throughout the interweb. The MMPers were <snerk>ing and just went about their business. Their nose picking here was done!

The MMPers’s next move was on the goat supply.

Hey beebs (I haven’t quite made it to the bank and work yet…).

I’ll give this a shot later, after coffee. And some work, and possibly lunch, more work, the gym, the school board meeting and a beerverage or two at home.

Maybe.

That’s WAY too complicated for this little-brainer to tackle this early.

It has come to my attention that some MMPers have never experience a Mad Lib prior to this thread.

Once I am done gnashing my teeth and rending my garments in horror and grief, I’ll 'splain.

For your further elucidation, click here.
Another forum got me all pissed off at the world. I hate shallow, sanctimonious people. Enough said.

NOOOO! I hate monday! I’m not playing!

Wow! I’m getting to the MMP when there are under 20 replies! I may be able to keep up!

No time for Mad Libs right now, but maybe back later!