strega verde
the master of my sea
день был явно не Бэкхэма, пошла искать утешения в сети, набрела на прелестное
игрушка под названием Mad Libs a phrasal template word game where one player prompts others for a list of words to substitute for blanks in a story, before reading the – often comical or nonsensical – story aloud. The game is frequently played as a party game or as a pastime.
The game was invented in the United States, and more than 110 million copies of Mad Libs books have been sold since the series was first published in 1958., в приципе почти тот же "крокодил", только по-английски, более извращённый и с более смешными результатами) Ну и к тому же можно играть одному в ночи :gigi:

выдержка из того, что у меня получилось по схеме My Dream Man:
My "Dream Man" should, first of all be very Serene and Blue. He should have a physique like president Obama, a profile like Woody Allen, and the intelligence of a/an horse. He must be polite and must always remember to jump my bag, to tip his shoe and to take my neck when crossing the street.

вот тут, к примеру, можно попробовать: www.madtakes.com/index.php

гыыы, sick note))
Dear School Nurse:
Blubber Smith will not be attending school today. He/she has come down with a case of plague and has horrible walls and a/an sleazy fever. We have made an appointment with the harsh Dr. octopi, who studied for many years in Scotland and has forty-two degrees in pediatrics. He will send you all the information you need. Thank you!
Mrs. generous.

@темы: дыбр, дурь, Sprachfimmel

2015-08-29 в 01:04 

One should always eat muffins quite calmly. It is the only way to eat them. (c) *** I could not look at her and not want to touch her (c)
Спасибо, что поделилась! )

Я попробовала )

Picture yourself in a Cat on a river,
With Noodles trees and Prawns skies
Somebody calls you, you Jump quite Reluctantly,
A girl with Fluffy eyes.

Cellophane Kittens of Auburn and green,
Live over your head.
Die for the girl with the Ball in her eyes,
And she`s gone.

Susan in the sky with Whiskers...
Susan in the sky with Whiskers...
Susan in the sky with Whiskers...

Follow her down to a Basket by a fountain
Where rocking horse Flies eat Nose pies,
Everyone Climbs as you Dance past the flowers,
That Sing so incredibly high.

Newspaper Sweets appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your Elbow in the clouds,
And you`re gone.

Picture yourself on a train in a Living Room,
With Frilly porters with looking glass Pants,
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
The girl with Fluffy eyes.

Susan in the sky with Whiskers...
Susan in the sky with Whiskers...
Susan in the sky with Whiskers...

2015-08-29 в 01:09 

strega verde
the master of my sea

ааа, прекрасно :lol: :lol: :lol:

Frilly porters with looking glass Pants
вот это ващще гениально) ну и припев, канешно)))


Second star to the right, and straight on till morning