{"id":1282,"date":"2004-06-29T17:41:17","date_gmt":"2004-06-29T21:41:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=1282"},"modified":"2022-10-09T13:55:47","modified_gmt":"2022-10-09T17:55:47","slug":"a-challenge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=1282","title":{"rendered":"A Word Challenge"},"content":{"rendered":"

Please try and work as many of these favorite words <\/a>as possible into a paragraph. Let us HOPE that hilarity will ensue.<\/p>\n

Update<\/i>: Hilarity has most definitely ensued.<\/p>\n

Do not miss the brilliance in the comments. They are precious!<\/p>\n

Some excerpts:<\/p>\n

To this day, dad swears (usually with a glass of scotch in hand, or some other elixir) that his fondest memory is the conflagration which resulted from the school\u0092s not-so-solid decision to combine a fireworks display with their annual scrimshaw festival.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Another one:<\/p>\n

It is still difficult at times for me to leave my bungalow, but through modern telephony (with a focus on judicious use of the octothorpe) my existence can be justified. Much like a schwa, I am unstressed.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Excuse me, but I just find that scary brilliant.<\/p>\n

More:<\/p>\n

“Level with me”, Karen requested the next day “Was there any nookie between you too?” It being technically her bailiwick, I was obliged to admit it. But I wasn’t the murderer. My finding the body was mere serendipity!<\/p>\n

“I know you didn’t.”, Karen informed me. “Her real name was Mary; she was from Oklahama. She’s essentially one of Octothorpe’s sluttish molls.”<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

More:<\/p>\n

She was into Hedonism and god bless her for that. It kept me warm on the coldest Vladivostok nights. We had a bungalow on the outskirts of the city. It was an abysmal place, one end sinking like that leaning tower. She taught math at the Progressive Institute; chisenbop for physics majors, while I stayed home laboring through my doctoral thesis on the phenomena of flux creep to speed scotch distillation. Barbarism, sure, but you try getting through the Vladivostok winter after the single malt elixir has run out. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Shaking with laughter.<\/p>\n

Alexander listened to the crepuscular goings-on of the monastery while he mixed the grain. The prayers, in the distance, were a symmetrical nonsense, not distinct enough to make out. “Ah, it is done, an elixir fit for the King\u0092s horse.” <\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Oh. My. God.<\/p>\n

The patient was a sluttish louche, overly fond of hedonism. He had sullied his reputation beyond repair, and gradually made his descent into madness. Nookie had ruined him. When he discussed the creature, he would start to gesticulate wildly, and the electroencephalograph readings showed dangerous excitations of the humours. He would also repeat the phrase: “Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtan” which I mistakenly believed was nonsense.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And:<\/p>\n

I’d spent the night in my bungalow attempting to coax some nookie out of a sluttish girl I’d met at the bar at Siro’s who’d gone all flibbertigibbet when she noticed the scrimshaw around my neck sporting a horse head and deduced I was in racing. <\/p><\/blockquote>\n

You people are BEAUTIFUL.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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