Now dey lib for Congo, dey not like the idea of soldier-palaver.

It make a man lib for die in one minute, clock time.

You plenty-much good for let me lib for die heah.

Now, overboard with you, all hands, and lib for beach.

Dey kill me: I lib for teach him lesson.

People think we lib for here on war-palaver.

You lib for below-offduty-dislas' half hour.

You lib for below and chop.

And I tell you you'll never be a sound man again so long as you lib for Congo.

He turned to a couple of stalwart niggers at his side-Say ,youboys, you lib for top, one-time

A body wouldn't seem to hab nuffin to lib for, ef dey hadn't an ole man to look arter.

I'm grateful to Roger and his Mad Libs for helping me come up with a fun spam prank.

Lib for here on gin-palaver.

Credit to the Libs for somehow managing to screw themselves up so badly that he actually got two shots.

"Some fella put them t'ing Ju-Ju on him and he lib for bush."

"Chop lib for cabin," said he; "palm-oil chop, plenty-too-much-good.