Quadrivial Quandary:  Logophiles, Rejoice!  Each day we give you four unusual words.  Can you fit them all in one illustrative sentence?

Attempts to resolve the Quandary:



Steve the satyr was a slovenly shambling slob while sober but a charming bon vivant after he’d had a snootful -- several double martinis providing the fulcrum to his lever, catapulting him to a new level of elegance and eloquence; he would reappear attired in the latest fashion, with flawless speech and impeccable manners, and an enchanting romantic streak which replaced his usual raw animal excesses where sex was concerned, making him the most delightful party guest.


(by wordgirl)


Ormulf was a satyr, in more ways than one: a) he was lecherous as the day is long; 2) he had an excessive and uncontrollable sexual desire; and d) he had eyelike spots on his wings; but he was also a bit of a bon vivant, as evidenced by his epicurean penchant for fricaseed banana slug a l'orange, or his tendency to get a snootful of cognac and then, using his unfortunate half-brother Morley as a fulcrum, launch himself high into the air and come down in a perfect swan-dive into a strategically-placed vat of surmberries 'n' groats.


(by saintdufus)


"You've had yourself a right snootful already, sir," the heavyset man said, as he shuffled through the playground, doing his best to keep me from tripping over my own well-dressed feet, the whole while I tried to relate to him how the Princess Gregoretta had just severed my connection with the fifth plane and gone traipsing away with an awful satyr and how I had simply been trying to recreate the situation that led to my first meeting with that most-beautiful of fairy royalty, with her silken wings and dainty kisses that felt like snowdrops, and how well, I wouldn't usually have gone straight for the whiskey, being a sort of bon vivant with much more refined taste, but I was acting purely out of desperation to feel her warm naked skin against mine again, in the hopes that enough of any sort of alcohol could induce the effects of the original absinthe binge; of course at this point the bouncer, who must've run out of my patience for my stories, pushed me away so I tripped over the fulcrum of the rotting seesaw, my cap rolling off into the night and my former companion shaking his head while he walked away and me, lying in the mud, I began to cry.

(by MrXerox)
The Quandary for Friday, May 04, 2012 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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