Mad Lib Monday Story Results: A scene from Bones (haha!)
September 11th 2008 20:02
Okay, you sent in your words (well at least two of you did, Thank you Paula and Amy for playing!) and here are your results. And believe me, they made me laugh out loud! LoL
Original scene from Bones: Yanks in the UK
Bones’s phone rings and she answers it as Booth checks out his parking job.
Cam: Am I interrupting anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth drive.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the wheel, he isn’t adaptable.
Booth: I’m Mr. Adaptable, okay? The mirror is a size of a thumbnail!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you rent a car the size of your thumb?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough fetal tissue to get a DNA reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be quiet until we get into the flow of traffic here?
He starts to pull out of the parking space yet again and squeals to a halt. Angry drivers shout at him.
Bones: You think I’m special?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re special, yes!
Cam overhears their conversation and starts to laugh.
Bones: *through the line* Thank you, I will take your romantic advice under advisement.
*cut back to the car*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the left.
Booth: OOOOOOH! *goes in reverse*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
BAM!
…
Booth: We’re good.
Bones: Yeah unless we get a flat tire.
Booth: No we’re good.
Cam: If I could speak again? I had better luck with the tumor.
She tells them that their victim suffered from VHL disease just as the tire blows out. The car slumps to the side.
Bones: We got a flat tire.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones tells Cam that there was no evidence of VHL in either the mother’s medical records or the autopsy. But since it’s hereditary it must be the father. Booth is confused, Roger worked for the NHL? No, he may have VHL disease. If not? Well, then he’s not Portia’s biological father.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough problems.
Booth and Bones look at each other as their car horn starts to blare in a long annoying, Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeep…
Booth: Great. That’s just great. I HATE THIS CAR!!
Bones’s GAME rings and she DRIVES it as Booth checks out his JUICE.
Cam: Am I YELLing anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth BRING it.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the PIE, he isn’t CRAZY.
Booth: I’m Mr. CRAZY, okay? The FLOWER is a size of a COFFEE!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you DRINK a WINDOW the size of your ARM?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough SNOW tissue to get a GLADD reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be SCARY until we GIVE into the flow of BOOKs here?
He starts to WATCH out of the DOOR yet again and SMILES to a halt. WEIRD drivers JUMP at him.
Bones: You think I’m HEAVY?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re HEAVY, yes!
Cam overhears their HOUSE and starts to TALK.
Bones: *through the LAMP* HOLY CRAP!, I will take your BUSY PLACE under advisement.
*cut back to the KEY*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the SEAT.
Booth: PENG! *Puts car in UGLY mode*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
SLAAAAAAAAP!
…
Booth: We’re HAPPY.
Bones: Yeah unless we get a LAZY HAT.
Booth: No we’re HAPPY.
Cam: If I could KISS again? I had better ROAD with the CAR.
She tells them that their RADIO suffered from GAME just as the BOX LAUGHs out. The PICTURE SCREAMS to the BAG.
Bones: We got a FUNNY PAPER.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones READs Cam that there was no BOTTLE of CUP in either the mother’s SHIRT or the COAT. But since it’s HAPPY it must be the DESK. Booth is SPOOKY, Roger worked for the GRAVEYARD? No, he may have NICE disease. If not? Well, then he’s not BROTHER’s biological SCREEN.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough SHOES.
Booth and Bones CUT at each other as their RING starts to PUT in a long annoying, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Booth: LOVELY. That’s just LOVELY. I BOUGHT THIS WINE!!
Ahaha, Booth thinks she's heavy?
And I hate it when you drink a window the size of your arm...
"Booth is SPOOKY" (You know I automatically thought, "Mulder"?)
Bones’s APPLE rings and she SHINEs it as Booth checks out his SWORD.
Cam: Am I TRUSTing anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth YELL.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the HIPPO, he isn’t CORPULENT.
Booth: I’m Mr. CORPULENT, okay? The FLASHLIGHT is a size of a NEWSPAPER!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you VOMIT a MOUNTAIN the size of your ELBOW?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough NOVEL tissue to get a BOTTLE reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be FURRY until we RUN into the flow of LUBRICANT here?
He starts to SPRINKLE out of the FLOWER yet again and SMILES to a halt. BEAUTIFUL drivers DRINK at him.
Bones: You think I’m TASTY?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re TASTY, yes!
Cam overhears their COMPUTER SCREEN and starts to PUNCH.
Bones: *through the EYEBALL* HOLY KITTENS BATMAN!, I will take your STUPID POG under advisement.
*cut back to the DR. EVIL*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the CINCINNATI.
Booth: FUGLY! *Puts car in SMOGY mode*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
SPLAAAAAAAAT!
…
Booth: We’re PERKY.
Bones: Yeah unless we get an ADORABLE TOASTED ALMOND.
Booth: No we’re PERKY.
Cam: If I could SCOLD again? I had better FINGERNAILS with the SCISSORS.
She tells them that their MS. FRIZZLE suffered from SCHOOL BUS just as the LIBRARY DIGs out. The TAMAGOTCHI DEVOURS to the DOLL.
Bones: We got a CUTE KITTEN.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones TICKLEs Cam that there was no HAIR of TAPE DISPENSER in either the mother’s TELEVISION or the CADAVER. But since it’s BRILLIANT it must be the FREEZER. Booth is SCRUMPTIOUS, Roger worked for YOUR MOM’S HOUSE? No, he may have PICKLE disease. If not? Well, then he’s not HIRO NAKAMURA’s biological CAPE.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough SHOES.
Booth and Bones SMACK at each other as their POSTED NOTE starts to SCRIBBLE in a long annoying, VROOM VROOM!!
Booth: BORING. That’s just BORING. I SAT THIS TIARA!!
Booth thinks she's tasty now, huh? hehe And I love how right in the middle of an explanation it's like, oh, by the way, "Booth is SCRUMPTIOUS". haha
Thanks for playing ladies! I can't wait to do another one!
Original scene from Bones: Yanks in the UK
Bones’s phone rings and she answers it as Booth checks out his parking job.
Cam: Am I interrupting anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth drive.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the wheel, he isn’t adaptable.
Booth: I’m Mr. Adaptable, okay? The mirror is a size of a thumbnail!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you rent a car the size of your thumb?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough fetal tissue to get a DNA reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be quiet until we get into the flow of traffic here?
He starts to pull out of the parking space yet again and squeals to a halt. Angry drivers shout at him.
Bones: You think I’m special?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re special, yes!
Cam overhears their conversation and starts to laugh.
Bones: *through the line* Thank you, I will take your romantic advice under advisement.
*cut back to the car*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the left.
Booth: OOOOOOH! *goes in reverse*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
BAM!
Booth: We’re good.
Bones: Yeah unless we get a flat tire.
Booth: No we’re good.
Cam: If I could speak again? I had better luck with the tumor.
She tells them that their victim suffered from VHL disease just as the tire blows out. The car slumps to the side.
Bones: We got a flat tire.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones tells Cam that there was no evidence of VHL in either the mother’s medical records or the autopsy. But since it’s hereditary it must be the father. Booth is confused, Roger worked for the NHL? No, he may have VHL disease. If not? Well, then he’s not Portia’s biological father.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough problems.
Booth and Bones look at each other as their car horn starts to blare in a long annoying, Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee eeeeeep…
Booth: Great. That’s just great. I HATE THIS CAR!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And now for Paula's scene!
Bones’s GAME rings and she DRIVES it as Booth checks out his JUICE.
Cam: Am I YELLing anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth BRING it.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the PIE, he isn’t CRAZY.
Booth: I’m Mr. CRAZY, okay? The FLOWER is a size of a COFFEE!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you DRINK a WINDOW the size of your ARM?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough SNOW tissue to get a GLADD reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be SCARY until we GIVE into the flow of BOOKs here?
He starts to WATCH out of the DOOR yet again and SMILES to a halt. WEIRD drivers JUMP at him.
Bones: You think I’m HEAVY?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re HEAVY, yes!
Cam overhears their HOUSE and starts to TALK.
Bones: *through the LAMP* HOLY CRAP!, I will take your BUSY PLACE under advisement.
*cut back to the KEY*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the SEAT.
Booth: PENG! *Puts car in UGLY mode*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
SLAAAAAAAAP!
…
Booth: We’re HAPPY.
Bones: Yeah unless we get a LAZY HAT.
Booth: No we’re HAPPY.
Cam: If I could KISS again? I had better ROAD with the CAR.
She tells them that their RADIO suffered from GAME just as the BOX LAUGHs out. The PICTURE SCREAMS to the BAG.
Bones: We got a FUNNY PAPER.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones READs Cam that there was no BOTTLE of CUP in either the mother’s SHIRT or the COAT. But since it’s HAPPY it must be the DESK. Booth is SPOOKY, Roger worked for the GRAVEYARD? No, he may have NICE disease. If not? Well, then he’s not BROTHER’s biological SCREEN.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough SHOES.
Booth and Bones CUT at each other as their RING starts to PUT in a long annoying, BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Booth: LOVELY. That’s just LOVELY. I BOUGHT THIS WINE!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ahaha, Booth thinks she's heavy?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
And now for Amy's scene!
Bones’s APPLE rings and she SHINEs it as Booth checks out his SWORD.
Cam: Am I TRUSTing anything?
Bones: I, uh I’m just helping Booth YELL.
Cam: Oooh, Booth shouldn’t be behind the HIPPO, he isn’t CORPULENT.
Booth: I’m Mr. CORPULENT, okay? The FLASHLIGHT is a size of a NEWSPAPER!
Bones: Well what do you expect when you VOMIT a MOUNTAIN the size of your ELBOW?
Cam: I don’t think there’s enough NOVEL tissue to get a BOTTLE reading but—
Booth: Cam can we just be FURRY until we RUN into the flow of LUBRICANT here?
He starts to SPRINKLE out of the FLOWER yet again and SMILES to a halt. BEAUTIFUL drivers DRINK at him.
Bones: You think I’m TASTY?
Booth: Of course I think that you’re TASTY, yes!
Cam overhears their COMPUTER SCREEN and starts to PUNCH.
Bones: *through the EYEBALL* HOLY KITTENS BATMAN!, I will take your STUPID POG under advisement.
*cut back to the DR. EVIL*
Bones: Now you’re too far to the CINCINNATI.
Booth: FUGLY! *Puts car in SMOGY mode*
Bones: You’re gonna hit the—
SPLAAAAAAAAT!
…
Booth: We’re PERKY.
Bones: Yeah unless we get an ADORABLE TOASTED ALMOND.
Booth: No we’re PERKY.
Cam: If I could SCOLD again? I had better FINGERNAILS with the SCISSORS.
She tells them that their MS. FRIZZLE suffered from SCHOOL BUS just as the LIBRARY DIGs out. The TAMAGOTCHI DEVOURS to the DOLL.
Bones: We got a CUTE KITTEN.
Booth: How did that happen?
Bones TICKLEs Cam that there was no HAIR of TAPE DISPENSER in either the mother’s TELEVISION or the CADAVER. But since it’s BRILLIANT it must be the FREEZER. Booth is SCRUMPTIOUS, Roger worked for YOUR MOM’S HOUSE? No, he may have PICKLE disease. If not? Well, then he’s not HIRO NAKAMURA’s biological CAPE.
Oh joy. As if they didn’t already have enough SHOES.
Booth and Bones SMACK at each other as their POSTED NOTE starts to SCRIBBLE in a long annoying, VROOM VROOM!!
Booth: BORING. That’s just BORING. I SAT THIS TIARA!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Cam can we just be FURRY until we RUN into the flow of LUBRICANT here?
Ahahaha I about died laughing when I typed that one. LoLBooth thinks she's tasty now, huh? hehe And I love how right in the middle of an explanation it's like, oh, by the way, "Booth is SCRUMPTIOUS". haha
Thanks for playing ladies! I can't wait to do another one!
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