A mad Lib
It was a dark and black night. The wind was spooking through the trees. And off the distance, wolves were howling at the vampire. I wanted to get home as fast as my hams would carry me. My leg was pounding and my breath was coming in short bloody gasps. Suddenly I felt the lonely hand of a rabbit touch my neck, and I screamed sexually. The monster lifted me off the hair and threw me onto the tough ground. Then, with his scarcastic hands, he tried to sneeze the Boy George out of me. I screamed so loudly I woke up every club in the forest. My scream awakened me too. I was having a filthy nightmare.