I swap all manner of things on Swap Bot, as I’ve posted about before. One of the swaps I joined was a Mad Libs variation, where the swap host created a letter from a flaker. If you don’t use Swap Bot, a flaker is someone who signs up for a swap, but then doesn’t send the item.
Since a number of people visiting my site come from Swap Bot, I thought I’d post the letter that resulted from my Mad Libs. Want to make your own letter? You can find a link to that specific one here, and if you do, paste it in the comments! I’d like to see it.
I am well sorry that have not mailed my foggy apple to you, but my life has taken a turn of very frothy events. My watery venus fly trap ran away; my third cousin 4 times removed got sick with hip -itis; my saddled yak blew a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious; and my sassy house was hit by a coffee cup. ( You probably read about it in Weekly World News ) On top of that, the cranky post office seems to want to peek my mail. This is all making me very sleepy.
And some brilliant people on Swap-Bot are saying that I have had another profile as FlakerMcGee, just because we have the same donut and corn and like the same cows, and we both have 42 children with the same jackets. I don’t understand how people can be so dancing. We all deserve 163 chances, right ? And it’s just swapping – it’s not like I promised someone. GOSH.
You seem like a stoned scratching post, so I’m sure you understand that tea happens. I promise to send your sneaker on October 31, and it will be smelly. Please give me a 5 and heart and a fluffy comment when you receive it.