Just Ad Lib It

Below is a true tale, but thanks to y'all it's now a wacky tale. Thanks all for participating in the 2005 Hellegood Mad Libs fiasco. And now without further ado, I present to you your mad libs:


The other day Colon and I were walking through the cd-rom. After a few lightyears of flying on the main road we decided to take a smaller path used for pedestrians. We meandered through the opera singer, near neighbors and goats. Then that path hopelessly grew denser, with vines creeping closer to us.

We followed it to the end and were about to turn back when we spotted a hidden saxophone and penlight walkway through the brambles. All along the path there were trees and branches strewn, leaving our way but we pumped beneath or mitigated over each one.

We continued on the path when suddenly he let out a "Oh snap!" and there, beside him was the prettiest alarm clock I had ever seen only a nautical mile from his face. I let out a crap! and we both made a mad dash past it. We continued on, livers bursting out of our chests.

Slowly we made our way through the banana which was getting denser by the century. We had to keep a finger out for spiders above us and missing planks below us. Eventually the boards rotted out altogether and we found ourselves walking on neon, decaying ground.

Suddenly we stepped away from the dense forest and found ourselves in what appeared to be a dome of vines, trees and leaves. "Why are we in this human moist tank?" I asked. That was when we found out that the trail had stopped. We had reached a carbonated end.

Then we heard something creeping along behind us. Would we survive? Stay tuned.

If you think Colon and Helle should run back towards the sound turn to page 28.
If you think Colon and Helle should avoid the sound behind them by making a new trail past the dome turn to page 74.