Saturday, May 9, 2009

Social Saturday: A forum game: Mad Libs!

Poor Hamlet.

He can't decide what to say.

So many words. How can you choose?

Let's help him out! Take your pick, long or short, then fill in the blanks!

Short Version:

To ______, or not to _______, that is the ________.

Long Version:

To ______, or not to _______, that is the ________;
Whether 'tis _______ in the ______ to suffer
The _____ of _______,
Or to _______ against a sea of ______,
And by _______ end ________.

Please help poor Hamlet - what was he going to say?

p.s. Feel free to help poor Hamlet more than once.


Scruffy said...

To Woof! or not to Woof! That is Woof, Woof, Woof!

DESTINY said...

I have trouble with non-reality.

I am not destined to be a mad-libber.

Candy said...

To fish or not to fish, that is my problem.
Whether tis colder in a small boat to suffer motion sickness and hypothermia or to struggle against a sea of customers and by lying earn dishonorable praise.

A feeble thing on a busy morning, but mine own.

Candy said...

Here's a couple of commas to throw in! ,,

Anonymous said...

To live in art or not to live in art, that is the question.

Whether 'tis more noble to live with art and not pay my bills or to suffer living without art and have money and no longer be the black sheep of my family.
The prayer of an artist made corporal
or to heaven given, to be dashed against a sea of Angels who know, as I, in beating heart that releases nothing, the frailty of this human condition.
And by the truth I muster, end in beauty. Alas.

Anonymous said...

Scruffy's friend Maggie (woof!):

To eat my human's hamburger or not to eat her hamburger, is NOT the question. Of course I will eat her hamburger. I will just mosey up to the table and swallow it in one big gulp.

The question is if I give her that I'm so cute look, will she forgive me right away or do I have to do the hangdog while she scolds me and sends me to my bed. And then how long until she relents and calls me over cause I'm so cute?

I LOVE hamburgers.


Vic said...

To suck her blood, or not to suck her blood, that is the dilemma;
Whether 'tis wiser in the moment to suffer
The unpleasant taste of AB negative,
Or to wait, fighting against a sea of hunger until the set is over,
And by scouting among the groupies after the show, therefore end my hunger by finding a more suitable blood type.

Anonymous said...

to grant a wish or not to grant a wish, and the wisdom to know when, that is the question.

Is it not nobler to extend a wish or more foolish to assist the seeker who shall grow in wisdom by the questions he must answer to find his own riches along his own path.

And as yet there are moments to wave the magic wand, there are moments just to wave and wait for the magic to occur of and in itself.

This world is everlasting magic.
But every now and then, we all need a wish granted, a hint along our path, a compass to guide us.

-Fairy Godmother

Anonymous said...

To have wild sex with Ricky and steal his heart or to just fantasize about having wild sex with Ricky and never tell Kalila who would beat me to a bloody pulp!

Elaine 'still writing' Smith said...

To let it go, or not to let it go, that is the the question that lurks in the corner of my rational mind;
Whether 'tis right in the end to suffer
The reality of forgiving those who have gone,
Or to refuse to struggle against a sea of darkest depression,
And by allowing despair to overtake me end the hope of a life filled with trust and love.

Anonymous said...


To drink beer, or not to drink beer.

My mom would kill me. My dad left his bottle on the table.


Christine H said...

To write, or not to write, that is the question.

Whether 'tis nobler, in the course of marriage, to suffer the pangs of unfulfilled creativity, or to fight against a sea of criticism and by doing such end up published, but perchance, divorced.

Christine H said...

P.S. that last post was a little (okay, a lot) unfair to my husband, but it just fit in so well with the prompt!

He doesn't want me to stop writing, he just wants me to have my "head in the game" with the family when I'm not writing. Which I haven't figured out how to do yet.

33 days novel-free and counting...

Christine H said...

P.P.S. I apologize if I'm getting a little too personal here. It's just that if I don't say something to someone, I'll go crazy. And I know you anonymous authors out there in Ether Land understand the struggle. I don't know any authors In Real Life. So I can't talk to anyone here.

This truly is a lonely profession! Thanks for being there... or not there... as the case may be.

There's a lot to be said for anonymity.

Ricky said...

To renew my contract, or not to renew my contract, that is the question;
Whether 'tis better in the long run to suffer
The many hassles and indignities of managing a group of talented but rowdy demons,
Or to strike out on my own again against a sea of bad acts and bad press,
And by once again risking fiscal disaster, at least end the daily threats to my health and sanity.

Kalila said...

Oh, Ricky. There's no need for such drama. Besides, you don't have a choice about the contract.

Ricky said...

Conjuring a guy's blood and signature on a document is not nice, Kalila. I'm just sayin'...

Kalila said...

Djinns aren't nice. I'll buy you another Lexus, though.

Ricky said...

That's a nice offer, but what would I do with another one? I think I'd prefer to have my sanity back, thanks.

And Shadow? You seem very interested in beer these days. Don't make us stage an intervention.

And as for the rest of you, could someone please explain why I'm getting hit on around here? You don't need me to introduce you to the band. You'll be lucky if you can keep them off you.

Nevin said...

Christine, do you have a blog? I'd be happy to visit and offer my support for your writing. I think it's wonderful to have creative hobbies and ambitions.

Candy said...

Christine H. What are friends for if we can't state problems sometimes?

To share or not to share
should be no quandry.
Whether tis better to drown in a slough of frustration or talk to nebulous beings who understand,
why is there doubt?
To stifle, to bottle up, aye, there's the rub.

Christine H said...

Thanks, you guys.

Though it does feel more than a bit surreal to be talking about writing with a bunch of (pardon me for mentioning it) fictional characters!

Christine H said...

Here's my blog, Nevin: Christine's CottageI've been "out of character" for so long, I'm not sure I can do this, but here goes:

"To go, or not to go, that is the question! Whether tis nobler as the decoy to suffer the unknown dangers of being captive so my friends may escape unharmed, or to fight with them against a sea of enemies and by staying, risk all our lives together and perhaps, our end."
- Marenya

Nevin said...

It sounds like Marenya has quite a dilemma. She must be very brave!

Marenya said...

I'm trying to be brave. I really am. I *think* I can do it.

The truth is that... I really love Faldur so much that I'd do anything to protect him, even if he doesn't want me to. And he's hurt right now. He won't be able to keep fighting them off forever. Even with Brambleburr's help.

If they think I'm Pelwyn and let myself be captured, they'll leave the others alone. She's the one they want. But if I don't go with them, she could get badly hurt or even killed in the fighting. Because she's disguised as me, and me as she.

I'm not important. I know that.