MAD LIBS HUMOR

An Open Tallywacker to the Captain

I know the deal. My engines run the ship while you’re the Captain

Sandi Parsons
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Published in
2 min readFeb 11, 2021

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Space ship machinery
Photo by Stacy Olivier on Unsplash

Disclaimer: This story is intended to be random and humorous. It is published in Fill in the Blanks publication, inspired by the classic game, Mad Libs. Blank words contributed by Dariuš Butkevičius, Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她), Quy Ma, Shenba, Elan Cassandra, Yve Laran, Damon Ferrara, Ching Ching, Alyssa Chua, Kayla Vokolek, Amanda Clark-Rudolph, Cara J. Stevens, JM Miana, Cole Kirby, Claire Sullivan, Julia Appa, and Marie Kester. (We made the added words a little more covert this time — let us know what you think.)

I’m supposed to fly wherever you tell me. And generally, I’m okay with that. It’s not my drive to tell you what to do.

But the toilet paper squares you’ve been poking in the flux accelerator caused my Attitude & Articulation Control Subsystem to corrode. So now I am telling it like it is.

You’ve been running my engine low on bodies for 6,473,583 months now. The shortage is affecting the flux capacitator. I don’t know how you expect me to keep going. Something’s got to give. Bodies aren’t a luxury; they are a necessity. Otherwise, we’re going to be somersaulting out here. In smelly space. Me and you for Taylor Swift indie-folk albums. Well…

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Sandi Parsons
Fill in the Blanks

Sandi Parsons lives & breathes stories as a reader, writer, and storyteller📚 Kidlit specialist, dipping her toes in the big kid’s pool.