Breakfast Topic: WoW Mad Libs
by Mathew McCurley 
Mar 31st 2012 at 8:00AM
Once upon a time, the (ADJECTIVE) king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of (PROPER NOUN), when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the (ADJECTIVE) (PLURAL NOUN)!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his (PART OF THE BODY). "By (NAME OF FAVORITE DEAD ALLIANCE PALADIN)'s ghost! That was close," Varian (PAST TENSE OF BODILY FUNCTION).
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the (ORC NAME)'s (EMOTION THAT YOU FEEL WHEN YOU LOSE A REALLY IMPORTANT ROLL BY 1). "Varian, you cowardly (FAVORITE FARM ANIMAL)! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har (BODILY FLUID)!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a (TAMABLE CREATURE), landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the (PART OF A SHIP) was (COLOR) with (PLURAL OF AN ORGAN FOUND IN THE HUMAN BODY).
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of (NAME OF FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGE). "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, (ADJECTIVE)(NAME OF CLIMATE) (NAME OF SEASON) Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's (ADJECTIVE) faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have (THE LARGEST NUMBER YOU CAN IMAGINE) drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with (THE FIRST WORD YOU THINK OF)!"
The end.
Filed under: Breakfast Topics
Reader Comments (Page 1 of 3)
Adam Holisky Mar 29th 2012 10:10PM
I'm pretty sure I can make this more inappropriate than anyone else.
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#WINNING
Pyromelter Mar 31st 2012 8:39AM
There is some room for some real R-Rated hilarity in this mad lib... I kept mine (mostly) clean, but would love to read a few real nasty ones >=D.
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 8:59AM
Come on people- it's Adam here. You can't downrank him!
Swifteye Mar 31st 2012 8:12AM
Ah, MadLibs... where not being able to differentiate between a regular noun and a proper noun leads to such awesome phrases as "distilled Superman juice".
(I've long since forgotten the context of that one, but it remains one of those funny, quirky things that the participants can say to one another many years later and still elicit a chortle... you know what I'm talking about...)
I might have to print this one out and present it to my boyfriend, though; it wouldn't really work to take it myself when I can already see everything... *ponders*
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 8:17AM
Mat- you should have drank more last night :p
Robert Mar 31st 2012 8:33AM
Once upon a time, the pony-loving king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Arthas, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the colourful ponies!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his knee. "By Bolvar's ghost! That was close," Varian spat.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Thrall's Rage. "Varian, you cowardly cow! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har Bile!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a kitten, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the sails was blue with veins.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of Shirley Temples. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Bitter Borean Summer Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's sweet faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have googol drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with Alliance!"
The end.
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 9:14AM
OMG I am glad I wasn't drinking when I read Shirley Temples. I would have spewed liquid all over my screen :P Hilarious.
viciouspen Mar 31st 2012 9:23AM
Boom.
This.
Pyromelter Mar 31st 2012 8:34AM
Once upon a time, the fuschia king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Empire State Building, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the bouncy mushrooms!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his belly button. "By Terenas Menethil's ghost! That was close," Varian regurgitated.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Mankrik's Frothy Rage. "Varian, you cowardly sheep! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har lymphatic fluid!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a devilsaur, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the aft was indigo with intestines.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of Jameson Irish Whiskey. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Humongous Tropical Winter Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's hillbilly faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have google times infinity plus 1 drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with ballsack!"
Note: Did my best to not look at the sentences, and just fill in the words as they came. Turned out pretty funny, don't ya think? :D
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 9:19AM
Yeah. I am laughing out loud as I read these. Some of the best laughs I've had in weeks :D
Matt P Mar 31st 2012 8:50AM
Er, I filled every blank with "Braggosh." That works, right?
Mathew McCurley Mar 31st 2012 8:54AM
That's what I did.
Saeadame Mar 31st 2012 8:57AM
Oh, you know you want to.
Once upon a time, the sexy king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Sivapithecus, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the ricka bamboos!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his knee. "By Uther's ghost! That was close," Varian defacated.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Saurfang's Glass Case of Emotion. "Varian, you cowardly buffalo! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har piss!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a sporebat, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the aft was blue with kidneys.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of vodka. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Nonaerated Temprate Autumn Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's nonbeatific faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have 1 trillion million drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with food!"
The end.
Rangen Mar 31st 2012 8:58AM
Once upon a time, the Tasty king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Slagathor, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the Cheap Prostitutes!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his Gluteus Maximus. "By Leeroy Jenkin's ghost! That was close," Varian Whistled.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Kingslayer Orkus's Minor Disappointment. "Varian, you cowardly Alpaca! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har Mucus!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a Core Hound, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the Bilge was red? with Kidneys.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of Mike's Hard Lemonade. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Confused Tundra Summer Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's Strangely Attractive faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have a drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with Mobbins
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 9:08AM
Once upon a time, the furry king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Fuddruckers, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the hot donkies!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his (PART OF THE BODY). "By Braggosh's ghost! That was close," Varian peed.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Aggra's anguish. "Varian, you cowardly cow! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har saliva!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a parrot, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the hull) was pink with kidneys.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of Blue Moon. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, friendly tropical winter Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's bloody faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have megabajillion drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with koosh!"
Noyou Mar 31st 2012 9:13AM
Nose* for part of body. I need to do this again later after a few drinks :p
ravyncat Mar 31st 2012 10:01AM
XD!
Once upon a time, the boisterous king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Narnia, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the f'ing bunnies!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his chin. "By Arthas' ghost! That was close," Varian spat.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Aggra's Nerdrage. "Varian, you cowardly duck! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har snot!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a hydra(ha!), landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the mast was green with mucus.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of brandy. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Serene Desert Spring Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's derpy faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have a gazillion drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with bats!"
gloryan.ss Mar 31st 2012 11:15AM
Loving "Aggra's Nerdrage"!
Aids Mar 31st 2012 10:35AM
Once upon a time, the heterosexual king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Gielinor, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the red booze!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his knee. "By Bolvar's ghost! That was close," Varian spewed.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Grom's rage. "Varian, you cowardly pig! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har semen (it was the first thing I thought of!)!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a core hound, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the bow was blue with lungs.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of vodka. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Big Temperate Monsoon Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's ugly faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have ALL the drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with arrows!"
The end.
Caylynn Mar 31st 2012 10:49AM
Once upon a time, the studious king of Stormwind, Varian Wrynn, was sailing on his ship, the Pride of Canada, when suddenly an orcish warship came out of the fog! "Battle stations!" the king ordered. "We will not let them take the delightful textbooks!" Two troll hunters fired arrows at Varian, narrowly missing his elbow. "By Bolvar's ghost! That was close," Varian urinated.
Garrosh Hellscream, warchief of the Horde, ran out onto the deck of his ship, the Grotbag's Frustration. "Varian, you cowardly horse! Come face me, and feel the might of my Mag'har saliva!" Garrosh lunged forward and, with the grace of a bear, landed on Varian's ship. The two fought until the poopdeck was blue with gallbladders.
Suddenly, Chen Stormstout appeared in a puff of Erdinger Weissbier Dunkel. "Stop this at once! Your battle has cut off shipments of the ingredients to my prized new ale, Tired Taiga Spring Stout! If this continues, we will never have enough for Brewfest!" Varian and Garrosh looked at each other's thirsty faces and agreed that this fighting was pointless. "Garrosh, what do you say we let bygones be bygones and have infinite drinks together at Brewfest?" "A true warchief partners with Sphynx!"