I almost forgot. Mad Libs were something the three of us had a whole lot of fun doing while on the trip. I meant to share some of them with you all a long time ago and just kept forgetting. So here you go. Here are some of the funny ones we did that I’d like to share with you. Watch out for the last one. Our minds got crazy and its a little R-rated.

1. Have you filled your car with  beer ?
2. Do you have the reservations for your room at the  sink ?
3. Are you taking your pet  tiger  in the car? If so, do you have plenty of  tiger  Chow for him?
4. Did you remember to pack all of your toilet articles, such as your  ovary  brush and your  foot  paste and your  gross  lotion?
5. Did you bring your tennis balls, your  football  racket, and those  smart  athletic shoes?
6. Have you got a map that shows all of the  grassy  roads and the places that serve  crabs  and have nice, clean  fishy  rooms?
7. Did you remember to bring your  czechoslovakian  traveler’s checks and plenty of money in small  boys ?
8. Did you remember to turn off the  San Francisco  and the  Chris  in the house?
If you answered “ Bonkers !” to these questions, you can leave at once.

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To be read by  Kelly  and  Ian .

Question: Now that you finally signed a  4.876 -year  streaker  with the Miami  testicles , how do you feel?
Answer: As I said to my  sweaty  friend,  Chris , it’s a  tiny  load off my  ring finger .

Question: Are you concerned about being able to replace one of basketball’s super  hair scrunchies ?
Answer: I only hope I can fill his  eyebrows .

Question: You set a record for scoring the most  bikini bottoms  in a single college  nailfile . Do you think you’ll have any trouble  stroking  in the pros?
Answer: My coach says that with my  slippery  speed and my ability to slam- climb  that I should score at least  2   lips  a game. I hope he’s in his right  Michael Jackson .

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Once upon a  pancake , there were three little pigs. The first little pig was very  fluffy , and he built a house for himself out of  spatculas . The second little pig was  hot , and he built a house out of  magnets . But the third little pig was very  crumby , and he built his house out of genuine  cats . Well one day, a mean old wolf came along and saw the houses. “ Damn !” he said. “I’ll  flip  and I’ll  flop  and I’ll blow your house down.” And he blew down the first little pig’s  teapot  and the second little pig’s  rubbers . The two little pigs ran to the third little pig’s house. Thereupon, the wolf began blowing, but he couldn’t blow down the third little pig’s  cupboard  house. So he  jumped  off into the forest, and the three little  doughy  pigs moved to Chicago and went into the sausage business.

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I was home alone and scared out of my  ass cheeks . I could hear the wind  shaking , and off in the distance a  testicle  was howling. I crossed the room, locked the  bra , and climbed into bed, pulling the  nuts  over my  nostril . Then it happened. I could hear a  tamborine   slapping  up the  fu**ed  stairs. My  anus  started to chatter and my knees were  shitting . The  icicle  was thrust open and there was a huge  ball cap  with hair all over his  belly button . It was my father. “Hi, we’re home,” he said  snappily . “Hope you weren’t afraid of staying home alone.” “No,” I said, lying through my  ancles .