As per all Mad-Libs, fill in the blanks with whatever you want.

Make it funny! Well...funny-er.

(AdvanceWars - BlackHole Bunch part 1)

The joys of _____.

Like sweetened candy earned after _____ in a garden for __ hours, the CO's of Rainbow Land...er...Wars World basked in this vibrant feeling of accomplishment. And while the politically correct thing to do would be to _____ the remaining Black Hole CO's for crimes against humanity, they spoke of _____ and ____ in high spirit. Color-coated fools...

And while these festive exclamations were being played out, 4 individuals were fleeing. Their chosen path of _____ was a nearby empty field, which really holds no importance to this story. Maybe Sturm coached a little league football team? The world may never know...

"Ooh! I just can't believe we ran away like that!" whined Lash, the world's youngest evil genius. Well, aside from _____ anyway.

"There was nothing else we could do," replied Hawke, in his eerily calm voice, "Our army would have been reduced to nothing if continued."

"I blame it on the weather!" shrieked what appeared to be a sadist clown with an urgent need of a chiropractor. We'll call him Adder.

"I don't know," began Flak, the man whose missing the part of his _____ that allows him to remember to wear a shirt, and how to use a microphone, "Weather seems fine to me. Fact, seems good enough for a _____! Yeah! With some ribs, and some steak sauce. Ooh, ooh, can't forget the piñatas! And some wholesome games like smashing stuff with ______...and-"

"Shut up, you imbecile!" hissed Adder.

"Hey! I ain't no imbe...imbe...umbilical cord, or whatever you called me..." Flak defended trailing off slightly.

Hawke sighed. These ____ were starting to agitate him greatly. Also, it'd almost been nearly 3 hours since his last cup of _____. Glorious _____...

"So Hawke, what's next? What do we do from here?" Lash asked.

"...I don't know Lash. Perhaps we should head to the _____, so I may begin my new ____ of _____. I will rule differently than that fool Sturm...I will rule skillfully and swiftly with a leather gloved fist, demanding unquestionable _____ or painful consequences await."

"Uh, I don't see a difference, 'sides the glove thing," said Flak.

Hawke raised an eyebrow, "Did Sturm allow ____ Friday?"

This caused the lower-ranked CO's to raise up their arms and cheer.

"Exactly my thoughts," Hawke replied, with almost a smirk but then remembered he's supposed to be bland and emotionless, so just kinda stood there.

"Never...I...refuse...to watch my empire crumble by your slightly stylish leather gloves..."

By the sound of that voice, the spiked back hairs on Hawke's ____ rose up straight. Lash's afro seemed a little more _____ than usual. Adder began to _____, giving out a low hiss now and then. Flak...stared at the sun. Strange how fear can get to you. For behind our anti-heroes, stood the epitomy of evil, the mysterious dark one, the king of snifits...Sturm.

(End part 1)

I think this should go in the SPAM forum...

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That frickin' ain't mad-lib, yo!!

THIS is mad-lib!

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You'll see the story, entitled "A Typical Day in a Naruto Episode -after- giving me the above!

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ZEF Staff version! I apologize if this comes out messed up, and sorry I can't fit everyone in. I'm just choosing who comes to mind first. ^^; I hope I'm guessing some of this right. XD

I always think I'm terrible at coming up with words. Bah.

Aw crap! I guess I have to come back just this once so I can actually give you the story! Um, but which set of answers shall I do? Both? Ahh, I guess so...

THIS IS DrkXFuZion's STORY!

One fine day, Itchy, a fluffy ninja and his three crunchy Pikachus were asked to go on a bouncy mission. Itchy's three Pikachus were called Scratch, a kawaii -2 year old, Caesar the Salad, an l33t -3 year old, and 5|_||*3|2/x\4|\|, a r0xx0rz 8-year old. Their task was to l33t-ly protect an l33t clan member named Tony the Tiger from a l4m3 l4m3r clan member named Cow who wanted to kill him.

During the journey, Cow attacked! 0v3rcl0ck j00r Br34kf4st!!!!, pwn Scratch as he l4m3r-ly sch00l into a chicken. 5|_||*3|2/x\4|\| followed and Caesar the Salad pwn3d quietly. "What a bunch of pwn4g3!!! I have," said Scratch. Luckily, the 4003454-year old knew a no baka technique called Paper cut blaster z0mfgz!!! Hurts a Lot!!!. He used it and the villain lazily took the bait and was angrily defeated.

JAMMER'S STORY

One fine day, Jammer, a frizzy ninja and his three jagged Cacti were asked to go on a white mission. Jammers's three Cacti were called Tilly, a radical 18-year old, Konig Warrior, a spotted 15-year old, and HaTcH, an icy 18-year old. Their task was to fervently protect a Police Detective named Wolven Zero from a violent Archaeologist named Capitila who wanted to kill him.

During the journey, Capitila attacked! SICK!, leapt Tilly as she soundly crashed into a stop sign. HaTch followed and Konig Warrior flung rapidly. "What a bunch of COLOR-RETARDED MARY-SUES! I have," said Jammer. Luckily, the 25-year old knew a sharp technique called TREE PANTOMIME. He used it and the villain clumsily took the bait and was obnoxiously defeated.