Noun?

"Cheese grater."

A sentence later you ask for a verb.

"Diagnose."

Number?

"Sixty four."

Then the reader includes them in the text of the story and the hilarity evolves as unexpected words pop up. 

"When I planned to propose I bought her a cheese grater. It was the biggest one in the store and I knew she would diagnose it. I asked the jeweler how many carats it was and he said sixty four."

Sometimes I toy with the idea of composing Mad Libs for spouses. When the evening discussion erodes to complaining, or silence, you bring out a page and fill it up. 

Compliment?

"Your eyes are the brightest blue ever."

Affirmation?

"Thank you for putting in a long day at work. You look beat."

Good memory?

"I still love thinking about our trip to the beach. It was really great."

It may be as stilted as a script but eventually I could gain enough momentum to do it without a queue card.