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 .




