If I had one wish, in the whole entire world, it would have nothing to do with these words below, but I do like them and it would be fun to write with them.
I double dog dare you to write a short story using them all!
Bumfuzzle
Conniption
Raggamuffin
Flimflam
Ass-wipe
Gunky
Cheeky
Wonky
Namby-pamby
Floozy
Fiendish
Filthy
Frolic
Janky
Noggin
Scuttlebutt
The dashing ragamuffin had a conniption fit at the her cheeky response. “What do you mean my job is a ‘flimflam frolic of wonky rubbish’?”
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He harrumphed and, under his breath, called himself an ass-wipe. Surely, if only the suggestion of a frolic with the show’s leading lady bumfuzzled him so, he was in no state for witty banter. Perhaps his noggin was too filled with ale. He pivoted, hoping to make a dramatic exit, and stomped directly into a gunky puddle of muck. His neat leather boots were filthy. Now, he was no namby-pamby to go waddling off to sulk when bitten by misfortune, so he rounded on the delightfully tortuous woman. She didn’t seem surprised to have his attention returned to her.
“Now, m’lady,” he mocked with a great bow. He hoped her own embarrassment would override his own. “I can only assume based on your recent…revelations,” he loomed over her, recalling all of the scuttlebutt of late, “that you’re offering your services?”
She sputtered vehemently. “Why you arrogant, janky man--I would never consider it!” Abruptly she lunged at him with a well-rehearsed and desired kiss.
“Ah…I knew you’d come around my dear,” he murmured once his lips had found her neck. You always come around, he thought.