MAD ABOUT LIBS!

The latest craze at pajama parties, hootenannies, hoe-downs, hoe-ups, wedding receptions and Supreme Court recesses is and always will be the Mad Lib. It takes all the fun of an ad lib, eliminates some of the guesswork, adds a pencil (or pen, for the daring), and causes you to go literally insane with its figurative fun! But what about the poor, who can’t afford the fancy books of ready-made Libs? It’s simple, you silly impoverished fun-seeker. Just make your own! Or, if you aren’t at all creative, use this one, guaranteed to cause smiles to break out all over your face!
DEUS EX HELICOPTER!
“Did you (noun) where I put my (verb)?” asked Jenny (part of the body). She was smoking an (adverb) and whistling the Top 40 hit, “(verb) (noun) in the (color) (animal).”
“No, and I don’t care, you (adjective) (improper noun),” Harold responded (color). “I think we need to (verb).” The sky was an eerie shade of (name of someone in the room), and Jenny had the distinct feeling Harold was going to (animal).
“Can I go (number) real quick, then we can (adjective) over a pitcher of (name of physicist) (brand of sweater).”
Harold (body part) his (car manufacturer). “If you think (verb) (adjective) (adverb) (noun) (proper noun), (color) (verb) (part of the body) (Kim Cattrall movie) (animal) in the (preposition).”
“Don’t end sentences in prepositions,” (the word quantity) stated. “It’s (adverb). So, so (adverb).”
“Well, you would know, you (smell) (smell) (smell) (smell) (smell) (smell) (name of person in the room).” Harold had his (pronoun) around her (flower). All of a sudden, a helicopter landed on their roof, and Jenny (smell) (smell) (smell) (smell) (smell).

THE END!