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:


Tim, Sir Wilfred and Quentin sat in a huddle in the Bunker and watched the rolling reports on the News Channel, as name after name threw their hats into the ring, each desperate to succeed The Dame as Party Leader and ergo, Prime Minister; of course, Ivan Skavinsky-Skvar was quickly identified as the Front Runner in this human version of Death Wish! at Eton his nickname had been Bully Beef, and a competitor had called him Pinocchio, his nose and hair growing longer with every lie he told: "at least his lies are overt," said Sir Wilfred, "you don't have to work them out like those of normal people," and each fresh candidate sought to disparage the others: "he's an idiot," said one, and "she's a loony," said another, and "he's a gainpain, a pacemaker for Ivan the Terrible," said Sir Wilfred, of one who would be burned in the early rounds of voting, "but not until after he's screwed the chances of Pomeroy or Busby," and he pointed out a Dame-Loyalist who sincerely felt it his bounden duty to decry anyone who said he (and only he) could unite the fractured rump of a Party renowned for it's ability to forgive anything but failure; and the cameras followed the titubation of a no-hoper who was clearly unable to walk a straight line for more than three steps before staggering into a patient policeman trying to direct the traffic in Whitehall: "they'll cut away before his liquid lunch is projected over Ivan," and Sir Wilfred handed round bottles of London Pride: "you ought to stand yourself," he said to Tim, who blanched at the thought, "make it through the Knock-out Rounds in the Parliamentary Party and then it's toe-to-toe between the final two, and the 120,000 Members in the country have their say; remember, you're still Secretary of State and a Cabinet Member, the last position Ivan had was as Foreign Secretary, but he got sacked for causing even more offence than President Trumpet-Trousers, who spends most of his time Tweeting more racist, misogynistic, homophobic and xenophobic insults than anyone else on Twatter – Ivan's fingers are like Bamburgh Bangers and he can only use his phone because he's got three numbers on Speed-Dial – the Editors of the Telegraph, the Mail and the Sun! they provide his constituency, but he's a one-trick pony and the public are getting tired of the same old jokes with the same old punchlines – you are young, fresh and articulate, and the Blue-Rinse Brigade love you," and Tim could feel the burning as he blushed to the tips of his ears!

(by MissTeriWoman)
The Quandary for Saturday, May 25, 2019 consisted of: Challenge: use all four words together in one illustrative sentence.

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