Everyone loves Mad Libs. Even ignorant simpletons like me (hey, I’m a guy like me,) can plow through distinguishing the difference between adverbs and adjectives for the sake of enjoyment. No one can deny the slap-happy educational value of this game, except for my friend John who told me Mad Libs are stupid. My only complaint about these delicious word-mangling delights are their obscure topics. So, ladies and gentleman, allow me to pioneer my very first Mad Lib for your pleasure.
Since I would consider my intelligence to be one tick above clinically brain-dead, I anticipate everyone in the University will finish this piece better than I.
My game is about the land of expansive grassy quads and rolling hills known to most as BU. It goes without saying that most every Terrier is a victim of at least one of the following: a severely overpriced education, vapid blinding skullduggery or shady vermin infested housing.
My Mad Lib is my present to everyone that shares our strip of Comm. Ave. Have fun with it, play with it, squish it between your toes and giggle. Express yourself creatively and somewhat cleanly if you hope to be printed. If not, rip into it with a remorseless passion similar to the first strike of the spoon into a fresh pint of Ben and Jerry’s on a lonely Friday night (oh wait, that’s me.) Without further adieu, I present you my Mad Lib: “Boston University, the Land of the (adjective.)”
What is Boston University? It is a/an (adjective) place. It was established in (archaic year) in the (adjective) city of Boston. When I first saw it I said, “(exclamation!)”
Initially, I thought people went to college to (verb). You know, use their (noun) a bit. However, I learned (adverb) that (noun) is what college is all about. There is more to Boston University than (verb ending with -ing). For example, every Thursday night, (devious person’s name) and I will (verb) in the public (noun) until the cows come home. Pretty standard for us (adjective) Terriers.
Here at BU, my professors are (adjective), and they are definitely the (plural noun) behind my success. When I am in class, I am made to feel (adjective), which is very similar to the time I was (past tense verb) in front of the whole class on show-and-tell day.
In fact, if I could go through the whole (adjective) college process again, I would definitely say, “(exclamation), Boston University, I (verb) you!”
Just thinking of the amount of (plural noun) that Chancellor Silber and President Westling bring to our fair campus makes me feel (adjective). If I was given the opportunity to promote this (adjective) University to a (noun), I would suit up in a green polyester President’s Host jacket and say, “I promise a/an (adjective) time if you come here.”
For the past (number) years, I have (past tense verb) in the (name of campus housing). It is by far the (adjective) dorm on any campus. I have never (past tense verb) in my bed once. That’s a refreshing change from high school.
My degree from BU will be worth more than a (noun), so I will be bringing home a lot of (noun) after graduation for sure. When I am old and (adjective) sipping lightly on a dry (noun), I will say, “BU really (past tense verb) my life, and that’s a fact.”
Disclaimer: The thoughts of Jason Borbet and whoever finishes this piece do not reflect the thoughts of either BU or The Daily Free Press (well, maybe the DFP.)
[Jason Borbet is a disturbed junior in the School for the Arts.]
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