Blog: The Nerdy Blogger and I Did a Collab – MadLibs Madness Part 2

If y’all couldn’t get enough of the first MadLibs Madness, fear not. Part 2 is here. All I can say about this one is that we’re not on drugs, do not condone drug use or political violence, and we weren’t always reading the next sentence. With that out of the way, time to dive back into the madness.

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Yoshio and the AI Chatbot

In a L.A. far, far away, there lived a White kitsune named Yoshio. Known for their talent in money laundering, Yoshio spent their days laundering with an overhead clothes dryer that was unlike any other in the United States. One Spring, a strange event shook their world: an AI chatbot appeared in the slums, sparking curiosity and fear in everyone who saw it. 
 
Determined to uncover its secrets, Yoshio teamed up with their murderous companion, an alien named Elvis. Together, they embarked on a journey, carrying only a sparkly jumpsuit and a heart full of lead. Their path led them through the homeless encampment, where they faced a challenge: a rioting liberal blocked their way, demanding they protest Trump to prove their worth. 
 
Yoshio was not thrilled with this prospect, but before he could think of an alternative, Elvis brutally stabbed them, surprising the liberal, who rewarded them with a Molotov cocktail. This Molotov cocktail would later prove essential. As they continued, they stumbled upon a city block, where locals were rioting with Mexican flags. Yoshio joined in, learning a valuable secret about the chatbot: it held the power to kill everyone, but only if someone could solve its hallucinogenic mystery. 
 
At last, Yoshio and Elvis reached the slums. The chatbot stood before them, glowing with a smokey aura. To unlock its power, they had to answer a question: “What is the actual name of LSD that inspires confusion in all who read it?” Drawing on their experiences, Yoshio answered, “Lysergic acid diethylamide!” The chatbot responded, granting them sixty-six phone numbers for help. 
 
With their prize, Yoshio chose to call President Trump, making the United States a greater place. They and Elvis returned home, filled with happiness, ready for whatever therapeutic adventure awaited next. 

Until next time,

M.J.