before you do this, make sure that your TEACHER 1 IS NOT MR SMART...ok...thats all XD
(P1) (P2) (Random comeback) (P2) (Random amount of time) (Random threat) (P1) (P2) (P1) (Verb) (adj) (n) (P1) (P2) (n) (v) (Planet) (P.3) (v) (n) (P.1) (Teacher 1) (Teacher 1) (he/she) (Teacher 1) (P1) (P2) (P2)
One day (P. #1) told (P. #2) to make a Mad Lib.
“(Random comeback)” said (P#2)
(Random time) later….
“IF YOU DON’T MAKE THAT MAD LIB I’LL (random threat)!)” screamed (P #1)
So (P #2) decided that (P #1) should just go (verb) their (adj.) head in a (n)
(P #1) looked very offended…
“Anyways…” said (P. #2), “did you here about those (n) that (v) (planet)?”
“No... but I heard (P.3) (v) (n),” admitted (P.1)
The conversation was interrupted by (Teacher 1)
“Getch yo dang (body part) outta my classroom!” spat (Teacher 1) as (he/she) banged on Mr. Smart’s timpani.
Mr. Smart strode in the classroom and screamed “2 CORRECTIVES!”
And somehow or another (Teacher 1), (P.1), and (P.2) were kicked out of the classroom…so (P.2) decided to make this Mad Lib, hoping that all of you people out there reading this learned a great lesson—never bang on Mr. Smart’s timpani.
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One day a bread salesman told a fruit salesman to make a Mad lib. "blargh!" said the fruit salesman. 19 yrs,58 days, 21hrs, 43min, and 22 seconds later... "IF YOU DON'T MAKE THAT MAD LIB I'LL THROW BANDAIDS AT YOU" screamed the bread salesman. So the fruit salesman decided that the bread salesman should go throw their furry head in a box. The bread salesman look very offended..."Anyways..." said the fruit salesman, "did you hear about those bears that poked Saturn?" "No...but I heard the vegetable salesman murdered blueberries," admitted the bread salesman. The conversation was interrupted by Mr. Protein. "Getch you dang arm outa my classroom!" spat Mr. Protein as he banged on Mr. Smart's timpani. Mr. Smart strode in the classroom and screamed "2 CORRECTIVES!" And somehow or another Mr. Protein, the bread salesman, and the fruit salesman were kicked out of the classroom...so the fruit salesman decided to make this Mad Lib, hoping that all of you people out there reading this learned a great lesson- never bang on Mr.Smart's timpani.
One day Madame Tiff told Sir Kipp to make a Mad Lib.
“Huzzah!” said Sir Kipp
Quite a few centuries later….
“IF YOU DON’T MAKE THAT MAD LIB I’LL TAKES YOUR KIPPY SNACKS” screamed Madame Tiff
So Sir Kipp decided that Madame Tiff should just go donate her sneaky-looking head in a box of Kippy Snacks.
Madame Tiff looked very offended…
“Anyways…” said Sir Kipp, “did you here about those hooligans that dilly dallied on that one planet - the one that's round with the stuff on it?”
“No... but I heard Squire Kippy stole a box of Kippy Snacks,” admitted Madame Tiff
The conversation was interrupted by The Wise Ol' King
“Getch yo dang noggin outta my classroom!” spat The Wise Ol' King as he banged on Mr. Smart’s timpani.
Mr. Smart strode in the classroom and screamed “2 CORRECTIVES!”
And somehow or another The Wise Ol' King, Madame Tiff, and Sir Kipp were kicked out of the classroom…so Sir Kipp decided to make this Mad Lib, hoping that all of you people out there reading this learned a great lesson—never bang on Mr. Smart’s timpani.
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