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

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And as he drove her to Sedentary Buildings, where she was a co-tenant of Flat Q8, his left hand quite casually and apparently of it's own accord – for the Professor was one of those drivers who seem so intently focussed on the road ahead that he is oblivious of where his hand might be – came to rest on Ethel's right thigh, palm down, thumb on the outside, fingers snuggled into the slight gap between her legs, just an inch from the crotch of her jeans and therefore, in extremely close proximity to what her Grannie had always referred to as 'Privates'; now, Ethel was not, by any stretch of the imagination, a Prude, or even an absolute innocent when it comes to the ways of the flesh, she was, after all, an 18-year-old Stepford Bird, and had snogged boys in the pics of Stratford East, and those were boys whose hands seemed never to be at rest, forever were they wandering and roaming outside her clothes and in, so, while the placement of his hand seemed to be entirely accidental and unobjectionable, it caused something of a Cambrian Explosion in her inner being; she experienced something she had never known before and was quite astonished that she should, and it was almost as if a switch had been flipped and she was obeying some inner commandment of which she had before this time been entirely oblivious – a wanton and rather lascivious lust; she slid gradually forward in her seat until the Professor's pinky came into contact with the seam of her jeans, and she opened her thighs wider, permitting his fingers to slip between them, causing a sharp thrill to course through her body: "shameless!" she muttered, to herself, but "not shameless, Ethel, just womanly!" it was his voice, he had heard her and by the small pressure of his fingers caused a fluttering in her heart – she felt like Mr Bumble's beagle, trained to salivate at the sound of his master's feet on the flagstones outside, long before Pavlov had even been a gleam in his father's eye, and she suddenly became aware of a mucilaginous stickiness 'down there' and felt suddenly ashamed that she had not bathed this morning; "oh my God! what will Sir Pontypine think of me, a dirty slattern!" which was when there was a rather egregious pressure from his middle finger, which felt to her heightened sensitivity that it had actually entered her, despite the two layers of clothing, and she clamped her thighs together, which turned out to be the worst thing she could have done, for the fabric which had been taut was now looser and this time she knew for sure that the tip of his finger was actually stimulating her clitoris, which was when Ethel fainted!

(by MissTeriWoman)


I didn't want a beagle
I had to dog sit for a friend;
I found out why I hated dogs
And longed to see the end:
Its habits were egregious
Its smell was really hideous
And its dietary choices
Led to loud and noisome noises.
But the cambrian explosion
Of its fleas around my house
Made me hate the pooch decisively
For angering my spouse;
The end came with a vomit of
Mucilaginous deposit
I screamed and put the mutt outside
And threw some water on it.
Henceforth I vow all dogs begone
My house will be a dog-free zone.
(by OldRawgabbit)
The Quandary for Friday, November 24, 2017 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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