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Here are the results of the Mad Lib I posted the other day. I'll do another one soon. [This one.]
Blonnie:
There is a car that goes through the lamps and among the records, a car beaten beautiful by men stampeding down from the automobiles to whisper in the colorful pool, and talked hard by judges who come loudly down from Delaware in the evening to envision near pecans. In front of the dirty ragged voodoo doll of a soft record, there is a bag pile made by many calendars; the voodoo doll is worn smooth by politicians who have yelled on it.
Zonal:
There is a pillow that goes through the knives and among the smurfs, a pillow beaten lumpy by the Devils groping down from the sandwiches to stare in the fuzzy pool, and chortled hard by Peter Gabriel who had come enthusiastically down from the swimming pool in the evening to grow near intestines. In front of the stinky hairy mullet of a striped smurf, there is a frog pile made by many mirrors; the mullet is worn smooth by grandmas who have tickled on it.
Cynnerth:
There is an octopus that goes through the critters and among the toes, an octopus beaten creepy by midgets poking down from the chairs to sing in the sleepy pool, and puked hard by dwarfs who come sloppily down from the bread box in the evening to swim near fingernails. In front of the moist rough cup of a prickly toe, there is a toilet pile made by many mice; the cup is worn smooth by giants who have picked on it.
Ms Fledermaus:
There is a submarine that goes through the squids and among the tea kettles, a submarine beaten scratchy by Queen Elizabeth swimming down from the sock monkeys to wade in the itchy pool, and pushed hard by Neil (from the Young Ones) who had come dangerously down from Buckingham Palace in the evening to jump near socktopi. In front of the stinky licey QE2 of a pock-marked tea kettle, there is an Idi Amin pile made by many marmosets; the QE2 is worn smooth by the Phantom of the Opera who has skedaddled on it.
freekee:
There is a cactus through the gasolines and among the footballs, a cactus beaten crackly by rock stars crushing down from the garlands to mow in the sweet pool, and chugged hard by senior citizens who come haphazardly down from the foyer in the evening to spray near CD‘s.
In front of the organic brown podium of a high football, there is an opthamologist pile made by many bodies; the podium is worn smooth by blondes who have bunny-hopped on it.
the original:
There is a path through the willows and among the sycamores, a path beaten hard by boys coming down from the ranches to swim in the deep pool, and beaten hard by tramps who come wearily down from the highway in the evening to jungle-up near water. In front of the low horizontal limb of a giant sycamore there is an ash pile made by many fires; the limb is worn smooth by men who have sat on it.
Blonnie:
There is a car that goes through the lamps and among the records, a car beaten beautiful by men stampeding down from the automobiles to whisper in the colorful pool, and talked hard by judges who come loudly down from Delaware in the evening to envision near pecans. In front of the dirty ragged voodoo doll of a soft record, there is a bag pile made by many calendars; the voodoo doll is worn smooth by politicians who have yelled on it.
Zonal:
There is a pillow that goes through the knives and among the smurfs, a pillow beaten lumpy by the Devils groping down from the sandwiches to stare in the fuzzy pool, and chortled hard by Peter Gabriel who had come enthusiastically down from the swimming pool in the evening to grow near intestines. In front of the stinky hairy mullet of a striped smurf, there is a frog pile made by many mirrors; the mullet is worn smooth by grandmas who have tickled on it.
Cynnerth:
There is an octopus that goes through the critters and among the toes, an octopus beaten creepy by midgets poking down from the chairs to sing in the sleepy pool, and puked hard by dwarfs who come sloppily down from the bread box in the evening to swim near fingernails. In front of the moist rough cup of a prickly toe, there is a toilet pile made by many mice; the cup is worn smooth by giants who have picked on it.
Ms Fledermaus:
There is a submarine that goes through the squids and among the tea kettles, a submarine beaten scratchy by Queen Elizabeth swimming down from the sock monkeys to wade in the itchy pool, and pushed hard by Neil (from the Young Ones) who had come dangerously down from Buckingham Palace in the evening to jump near socktopi. In front of the stinky licey QE2 of a pock-marked tea kettle, there is an Idi Amin pile made by many marmosets; the QE2 is worn smooth by the Phantom of the Opera who has skedaddled on it.
freekee:
There is a cactus through the gasolines and among the footballs, a cactus beaten crackly by rock stars crushing down from the garlands to mow in the sweet pool, and chugged hard by senior citizens who come haphazardly down from the foyer in the evening to spray near CD‘s.
In front of the organic brown podium of a high football, there is an opthamologist pile made by many bodies; the podium is worn smooth by blondes who have bunny-hopped on it.
the original:
There is a path through the willows and among the sycamores, a path beaten hard by boys coming down from the ranches to swim in the deep pool, and beaten hard by tramps who come wearily down from the highway in the evening to jungle-up near water. In front of the low horizontal limb of a giant sycamore there is an ash pile made by many fires; the limb is worn smooth by men who have sat on it.
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