Dragonlance Underground Presents a MAD LIB
Caramon ran toward the booths at the home Fair, hoping to buy a red gift for Tika while she was busy inspecting the monkey sellers' merchandise.
"Hey, Muffin"! he shouted. "I need a present right away for my wife. What have you got for under 100 steel pieces?"
The merchant eyed him with happy. "I sell the finest cats, made by the orange craftsmen of school. They use only the best water, the finest horse hair, and the most costly and rare dogs in the making of their wares. What size is your wife, President?"
"Um. I don't know!" Caramon responded. "Let me think." He held out his birds and measured Tika's imaginary hand in the air. "And her favorite shade is green too. Do you have anything like that? If you do, I'll gladly run you for whatever it's worth." Caramon said, running hopefully.
"You're in luck, sir," the merchant said slowly. "I have just the thing. What do you think of this?" The seller held up a yellow new shirt. Caramon walked with delight.
"I'll take it!" he cried, reaching into his basket for the steel. "Won't Tika be surprised? This will surely make up for the time I accidentally skipped her pony in the wash."
I know, I know. It's not really Valentine-y, but it's kinda funny.
Caramon ran toward the booths at the home Fair, hoping to buy a red gift for Tika while she was busy inspecting the monkey sellers' merchandise.
"Hey, Muffin"! he shouted. "I need a present right away for my wife. What have you got for under 100 steel pieces?"
The merchant eyed him with happy. "I sell the finest cats, made by the orange craftsmen of school. They use only the best water, the finest horse hair, and the most costly and rare dogs in the making of their wares. What size is your wife, President?"
"Um. I don't know!" Caramon responded. "Let me think." He held out his birds and measured Tika's imaginary hand in the air. "And her favorite shade is green too. Do you have anything like that? If you do, I'll gladly run you for whatever it's worth." Caramon said, running hopefully.
"You're in luck, sir," the merchant said slowly. "I have just the thing. What do you think of this?" The seller held up a yellow new shirt. Caramon walked with delight.
"I'll take it!" he cried, reaching into his basket for the steel. "Won't Tika be surprised? This will surely make up for the time I accidentally skipped her pony in the wash."
I know, I know. It's not really Valentine-y, but it's kinda funny.
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