Are you mad?!

Once upon a time we completed a mad lib on a subway ride. It went something like this:

DRIVING IN THE CAR Last summer for a vacation, my dad drove us to (the) hell
A PLACE. Our car is a/an 3.5 BC
YEAR sedan with 13
NUMBER doors and a/an hairy and ballsac like
ADJECTIVE motor. We started out at sunrise. My mom and dad spent all night laughing
VERB ENDING IN 'ING' the house and frolicking
VERB ENDING IN 'ING' the car so we could get an early start. My dad took his golf camels
PLURAL NOUN and my mom took her tennis lesbian librarian
NOUN. I took my dog, Jesus
PERSON IN ROOM. The dog and I and my little wet
ADJECTIVE sister sat in the back. My dad was the driver, and as he came out of the driveway he ran into a/an apple
NOUN and dented a/an sexy rainboots
NOUN. My mom said, “Why don’t you pay attention and watch where you are giddy upping
VERB ENDING IN 'ING'?” After 364
NUMBER hours, we stopped to paint
VERB at a minestrone
NOUN. The minestrone
SAME NOUN was horrible, and this got my dad skipping
VERB ENDING IN 'ING' again. After driving loopily
ADVERB in this manner for two days, we finally arrived here and have been having a really drunkenly
ADJECTIVE time.