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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"Mrs? no, but how. . . . .oh, of course, my ring, I usually take it off when I come here, but this is the first time I've come inside the motel during the day, it's all so different, though they've given you one of the better rooms, some of the others are, well, plainer, cheaper I supposerented by the hour, though I doubt Olga would admit to anything like that, so, yes, Amelia's fine, don't ask me any more questions, but Olga did say you want to know about LollyI don't know if that's her real name either, most of the folks who go to the Recreation Area just say they're Jim, or Joe, it's surprising how many Jims and Joes there are in Hanna Barbera, but I guess it's easier to remember simple names, the women tend to be more adventurousin what they call themselvesRebecca, or Rachel, Cassandra, Lolly too, and I guess some of them are plain Janes or Marys, I always wear a highwayman's mask, just in case, so do some of the others, but I have recognised some of them, men and women both, though I don't think they recognised me, I'm not a very public person, probably as invisible to the rest of the world as anyone who ever trod shoe leather, because, as you probably know, if someone works a checkout in Wall Mart or the Post Office, regular customers get to recognise them from a distance, while the customers' faces are probably just a blur, but that's not what I'm here to talk about, you'll want to know how I met Lolly, and it was a few years ago, not long after I started, well, going to the Rec, which was just by chance, I had brought the kidsoh, forget I said that, but. . . . .oh, makes no difference, there's lots of kids in townanyway, we had ice-creams in the cafeteria, it was early summer, and the kids asked if we could take the dog, which was still in the car, to the Playground, so I got the dog and we walked over the bridge and while the kids played on the swings and things, I took the dog for a walk round the lake, which was when it found a shoe, came bounding out of some bushes with a woman's shoe in it's mouth - Jimmy Choo, the shoe, not the dog, I remember thinking 'who could forget a Jimmy Choo?' so I set it on a fence-post to make it easier to spot if she, whoever, came back looking for it, but then I got to thinking, who takes a dog for a walk wearing a fuck-me shoe like that, oh, I'm sorry, I don't normally say things like that, but then, none of this is normal, is it? anyway, that night I got to thinking, it must have been lost at night, but who goes to the Rec at night? and I couldn't think of any reason a person would have, so far as I could recall there weren't many street lamps, even in the small car-park, and only a couple in the playground and none at all along the path round the lake, and that's when I decided to go there one night, just to exorcise my curiosity, but then, as they say, that's what killed the cat! so, I managed to squeeze my little car into a gap, the car-park was pretty full, which really surprised me, and I was half in a mind to drive away, but then I wondered why so many here at night, when presumably the kids are all in beddidn't I say? it was a Thursday, when I usually go to a Women's Group, and I fully intended just to be five or ten minutes at the Rec and then carry on to the Group, but what I saw! well, it shook me, I don't mind telling you, and you must think I've lived a very sheltered life, which I don't consider I have, just a quiet, uneventful one, like most folks here or anywhere else, but what I saw was a woman, kind of suspended between two men, they were holding her up and what they were doing to her, one at each end, made me think of a rozzle, like when you cook something over a campfire, but they weren't cooking her! later I found out the usual term is spit-roast, same difference, but by then I wasn't shocked, I'd found myself among kindred spirits and my life has been utterly transformed—not during the day, and not at home—but at night! oh boy, I live for the nights!"

(by MissTeriWoman)
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