There were only 2 submitted mad libs from the previous forum, so there's still room for more. If you haven't submitted a mad libs, check the previous one for the words to fill out and say them before looking at these mad libs to avoid spoilers.
Okay, if you've made it this far, then you've definitely submitted your words or you don't want to submit words. Here's the first one, submitted by @Kodnak_the_potable
So the craziest thing I've ever experienced occurred on our road trip. Me and my friends are all narwhals, keep that in mind because that'll be important later. I'm Jake, and my friends are Phil and Timothy. We were driving in our militia helicopter minigun with I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire in the background, we were chillin', and life was cool. That was, until we spotted an umm horse behind us. Right off the bat, very cunningly. Looking in the rear view mirror, I asked, "Yo, Timothy, look out your rear view mirror, I think someone's following us." No reply. "Hey, Timothy?" No reply. This time I tried shouting. "TIMOTHY?!!?" "HEEELP!!!" After observing the umm horse behind us, I saw Timothy on the horse with a species that definitely wasn't a narwhal holding a potato to Timothy's head! "Phil, grab the crossbow! We're gonna need it!" At the perfect moment, the song changed to Mean Mister Mustard. I shot at the umm horse's wheels with my crossbow, as he shot back through the window on the back with his staff. Eventually, we wore away at his umm horse as he shouted "THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF PATRICK!" While our militia helicopter minigun was damaged, we were unharmed. So we picked up Timothy who was on the road and went back home with Wouldn't It Be Nice in the background.
Now the second mad libs, submitted by @ii_Kloudz
So the craziest thing I've ever experienced occurred on our road trip. Me and my friends are all peacocks, keep that in mind because that'll be important later. I'm Ben, and my friends are Tom and Simon. We were driving in our horse with Collapse in the background, we were chillin', and life was cool. That was, until we spotted a military grade turret behind us. Right off the bat, very arousing. Looking in the rear view mirror, I asked, "Yo, Simon, look out your rear view mirror, I think someone's following us." No reply. "Hey, Simon?" No reply. This time I tried shouting. "SIMON?!!?" "HEEELP!!!" After observing the military grade turret behind us, I saw Simon on the military grade turret with a species that definitely wasn't a peacock holding a roket launcher to Simon's head! "Tom, grab the RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile! We're gonna need it!" At the perfect moment, the song changed to Wait For Me. I shot at the military grade turret's wheels with my RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile, as he shot back through the window on the back with his nunchucks. Eventually, we wore away at his military grade turret as he shouted "THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF WILSON!" While our RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile was damaged, we were unharmed. So we picked up Simon who was on the road and went back home with Fukashigi no Carte in the background.
There were only 2 submitted mad libs from the previous forum, so there's still room for more. If you haven't submitted a mad libs, check the previous one for the words to fill out and say them before looking at these mad libs to avoid spoilers.
Okay, if you've made it this far, then you've definitely submitted your words or you don't want to submit words. Here's the first one, submitted by @Kodnak_the_potable
So the craziest thing I've ever experienced occurred on our road trip. Me and my friends are all narwhals, keep that in mind because that'll be important later. I'm Jake, and my friends are Phil and Timothy. We were driving in our militia helicopter minigun with I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire in the background, we were chillin', and life was cool. That was, until we spotted an umm horse behind us. Right off the bat, very cunningly. Looking in the rear view mirror, I asked, "Yo, Timothy, look out your rear view mirror, I think someone's following us." No reply. "Hey, Timothy?" No reply. This time I tried shouting. "TIMOTHY?!!?" "HEEELP!!!" After observing the umm horse behind us, I saw Timothy on the horse with a species that definitely wasn't a narwhal holding a potato to Timothy's head! "Phil, grab the crossbow! We're gonna need it!" At the perfect moment, the song changed to Mean Mister Mustard. I shot at the umm horse's wheels with my crossbow, as he shot back through the window on the back with his staff. Eventually, we wore away at his umm horse as he shouted "THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF PATRICK!" While our militia helicopter minigun was damaged, we were unharmed. So we picked up Timothy who was on the road and went back home with Wouldn't It Be Nice in the background.
Now the second mad libs, submitted by @ii_Kloudz
So the craziest thing I've ever experienced occurred on our road trip. Me and my friends are all peacocks, keep that in mind because that'll be important later. I'm Ben, and my friends are Tom and Simon. We were driving in our horse with Collapse in the background, we were chillin', and life was cool. That was, until we spotted a military grade turret behind us. Right off the bat, very arousing. Looking in the rear view mirror, I asked, "Yo, Simon, look out your rear view mirror, I think someone's following us." No reply. "Hey, Simon?" No reply. This time I tried shouting. "SIMON?!!?" "HEEELP!!!" After observing the military grade turret behind us, I saw Simon on the military grade turret with a species that definitely wasn't a peacock holding a roket launcher to Simon's head! "Tom, grab the RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile! We're gonna need it!" At the perfect moment, the song changed to Wait For Me. I shot at the military grade turret's wheels with my RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile, as he shot back through the window on the back with his nunchucks. Eventually, we wore away at his military grade turret as he shouted "THIS WON'T BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF WILSON!" While our RT-2PM2 Topol-M Cold Launched Three-stage Solid Propellant Silo Based Intercontinental Ballistic Missile was damaged, we were unharmed. So we picked up Simon who was on the road and went back home with Fukashigi no Carte in the background.