Mab Libs are always fun! Here's a Big O themed lib that I found.
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After you fill it out, post your story! Here's mine…
Roger's Saturday Off
Roger Smith sat back in his couch, enjoying a relaxing Saturday with nothing in particular planned for the day. The mansion was quiet, with only the occasionally distracting sounds of Norman pissing in the kitchen. Just as he was beginning to doze off, the unmistakable sound of The Hamster Dance forced him to sit up with a start. "Dorothy!" he called, entering the room where she sat playing, "I thought I told you that I don't like that song, it reminds me of someone I knew named Michael Jackson." Dorothy finished playing the verse she was on before stopping and turning to face Roger. "Isn't Michael Jackson that person you negotiated with who you said always talked about horny monkeys?" Roger nodded. "That's the one." He paused. "You know, Dorothy, I, uh, don't know if I've told you before, but you…" "Terribly sorry to interrupt, Master Roger, but Dan Dastun is here to see you." Norman stepped into the room, wearing a[n] pink g-string. Roger and Dorothy just stared for a moment before Roger finally said "OMGWTFBBQ!!!!" in disbelief. Norman looked down. "Oh, dear." A few minutes later, Roger was sitting in the lounge across from Dastun, pouring him a glass of Bawls. "Thanks," the Military Police colonel said. "I just wanted to follow up on that person you asked me about the other day, you know, taboo?" Roger looked up with interest. "And?" "Well, the only information we have is that taboo has allegedly been selling illegal rolls of toilet paper outside of a Wal-Mart in Paradigm. Why do you want to know?" Roger took a sip of his own drink. "I have my reasons." Dastun stood up. "You sure can be a/an 4Kids Employee sometimes." Dastun left shortly afterward, and Roger went back to relaxing on the couch. "Roger?" he heard Dorothy say several minutes later. Roger sat up. "Yes, Dorothy?" "You were going to tell me something earlier that you didn't get a chance to finish. I was wondering what you were trying to say." A slightly emo expression crossed Roger's face as he recalled their earlier conversation. "Well… I've been meaning to tell you that you can be, uh, stinky sometimes." Dorothy looked at him. "You're a Nintendo Wii, Roger Smith."
Come on everyone! Fill out the lib and post your own version of the story!