My Mad Libs Story

    Walt: This is my Mad Lib Story it is a website that you can go on and make your own story

here is my story that i made the hard thing was looking for words to put in the story

My baby, Catalina, had his first Birthday at Hollywood with 666 other babies and their moms. It was a pure party full of flying furnaces, seedy piano music, cooker playing, kidney bean eating, playing Mr. Dress Up and jumping into a huge bed of creeks. I hired a harrier and a couple clowns to entertain the little Marilyns, they put on a traumatic show while catting in robes, huge donaldduck slippers and waving a earing around. Siena had a rusty smile on his radical face the whole time when I helped him make his presents. He got a feather set, a computerized cooker to help him throw, books about how to hang your guitar, a new medusa, several samurais and even a life-sized tractor to ride around our kitchen in. He even got cards that literally tie, and one pained card from his daddy that said { " You are my touchy boy. Hope you have a slippery time turning 955. Love, Daddy Tia }. Then we took photos of my boy sitting on a high- bovid, stuffing his face with green beans, his friend Jill jumping on a anaconda and another kid who fell asleep under a millionaire curled up holding a guitar, I guess he had a little too much cake! Soon after, the party was tranquil. I tucked his little tired out body in his microscope and read a short story called { The minnow who clean his deck } and before I knew it, I looked over to see a headless boy sucking his little pituitary gland and sleeping sound. It was a tranquil day!