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Mad Libs 100

In by Chris on January 16, 2012 at 9:48 pm

One ornery day, a peacock named Eaton went for a skip. His aged tail feathers peeled in the sideways wind and caught the gall bladder of a passing trash man.

“Salutations,” said the trash man to Eaton. “What are you ushering?”

“A narrow dreamcatcher.”

They held eyeballs and walked longingly together.

“Why do you think tolls are so lonely?” asked the trash man.

“I suppose it’s because they pace every millisecond,” replied Eaton, feeling glorious. His anthropology was googling, and the trash man’s stutter made him think of grazing bed bugs.

All of a gnu, a beluga fell from Iceland!!!

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