Oh, how I hate these weeks when I have to admit that I don't already know all her words. But this is one of those weeks. Inveigle...totally new one on me.
Anyway, good luck contestants! Here are your words for the week:
*animus
*recrimination
*inveigle
*sophistry
*misanthropic
*ebullience
*blandishment
*paroxysm
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Ha! Are we all waiting for each other to post so we can scope out the competition before posting our own sentences? Mine will come after the gym and some exercise. Gotta get the blood flowing to the brain before I get too creative this morning.
I'll go first and post my lousy sentences. I am NO competition this week. These are tough words for poor Annie...and for me. Her teacher was mean to pick these words!
Here goes nothin':
The scientific community strongly objects to the animus of the intelligent design movement which uses sophistry and chicanery to appeal to the ebullience of fundamentalist Christians.
The Senator could make no recrimination to my claim as he had been caught with his pants down both figuratively and literally.
The loud and profane paroxysm of the crusty old misanthropic hermit made us quickly turn tail and run away.
The dastardly Count Olaf attempted to inveigle Mr. Poe and Justice Strauss. His blandishment, however, did not result in access to the Baudelaire fortune.
Like Annie won't know who wrote your first sentence, Rich! Fresh from the gym, errands, and lunch, here are mine for the week:
Not all the misanthrope he seemed to be, Ebeneezer Scrooge may secretly have envied Bob Cratchett's ebullience as the holidays approached.
The rancher's animus toward wolves was misplaced: It was a bobcat, not a wolf, that had killed the steer.
The teacher saw through the young student's sophistry and did not fall prey to her blandishments.
He doubled over in paroxysms of laughter when I expertly delivered the punchline of the joke.
Do you think I can inveigle the beautiful and talented Annie into rewarding this poor attempt at a sentence?
The policeman calmly removed the money from the suspect's wallet and pocketed it, without fear of recrimination.
The mouse looked up and saw the cat's animus reflecting sharp and white in the teeth above him.
The cat had no recrimination to the accusations of stalking from the mouse, and frankly, he didn't care.
The cheese and milk below the table's edge were more than enough to inveigle the mouse into pouncing range.
The cat didn't even have sophistry to back up the legitimacy of his actions, but he did have claws and teeth, and they more than did the job.
Some people would call the cat misanthropic, but he hated that characterization: he only hated the people who refused to feed him.
After a nice supper of milk and mouse, the cat just radiated ebullience.
The same purrs that were blandishments for people were death knells for the mice he stalked.
The paroxysm of fear that gripped the mouse did little to change his fate; a scared mouse tastes no worse than a happy one.
* second to last should have "the cat" instead of "he", sorry. Forgot about the lack of an antecedent.
Darn it! I knew I shouldn't have reminded Steve about this last night. He came up with some really good ones.
Annie says, "This is too hard! All the sentences are so good this week." Mean old mom made her weed it down though.
So here are this week's winners:
The rancher's animus toward wolves was misplaced: It was a bobcat, not a wolf, that had killed the steer.
Do you think I can inveigle the beautiful and talented Annie into rewarding this poor attempt at a sentence? (Annie says, "How can I not pick this one?!!)
The paroxysm of fear that gripped the mouse did little to change his fate; a scared mouse tastes no worse than a happy one.
You all are so talented! Congrats, Jean...you're really pulling ahead. But don't worry guys, there's still three more weeks in this current game.
agh! i missed this week... :(
i'll get you next time he-man...!!! hahahhahahahahaha!
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