Posted 18 February 2014 - 01:18

Here are the difficult words practice sentences that were recently submitted during our Presidents’ Day challenge. They are here for everyone to use and enjoy, and I hope you will visit often, discuss your challenges, and contribute even more practice sentences for everyone to use.

Disturbed by his colleagues' lack of enthusiasm, again and again the Egyptian astrophysicist visiting the observatory in Mississippi analyzed the multi-part transcription of telecommunications from the Galileo probe for the minimum of errors and maximum of syzygy, murmuring nervously over the unerring interference from the unnerving rumble of the mummers' minivan in the nunnery next door as a neighboring Afghani analyst coughed lightly while weighing his thoughts over straightening a spaghetti-code-laden program designed for intergalactic exploration blighted by oversight before getting his prized midnight snack of yoghurt and doughnuts from the equipment room icebox.

-original 2008 practice sentence

As the elusive "Egyptian Gypsy" ascended the platform of the guillotine, he remembered the merry misadventures that led him there — how he 'accidentally' grabbed the grubby bejeweled giraffe in Tennessee that sparked the kerfuffle in Clackmannanshire with the flabbergasted sheriff who followed him through Mississippi where he used the maximum amount of savvy necessary to beguile the bookkeeper in Buffalo to dodge the cops following him until he could get to Cairo, which was filled with so many possibilities, so much potential … so many purses to be successfully pilfered again and again until he was chased to Tiananmen where he 'borrowed' the baggage, but never pulled the trigger as he was accused, which naturally forced him to conceive a difficult plan to bluff the gruff chauffeur in D.C. — but it turned into a big squabble with the ruffian from the Mediterranean that, upon assessment, probably gave the officials the equipment needed to send the one underhanded telecommunication that ended the affair and sent this braggart anxiously wobbling up to face his final comeuppance.

-the flexistentialist

Anxious to chauffeur his beekeeper to Clackmannanshire, the benign buffalo abbot accidentally pressed the big “accelerate” button inside his Diamine-Mediterranean-Blue-coloured rosewood telecommunication daffodil, and disappointed Galileo as he’d forgotten the grubby kitten somewhere back in the Mediterranean or in Mississippi and he was indubitably necessary for maximum maneuverability of the Diamine-Mediterranean-Blue-coloured rosewood telecommunication daffodil on the journey to Tennessee through Tiananmen in order to deliver the tinkering toddler to the subterfuge woman who lives in the undercooked vacuum of Tennessee, and in order to potentially and possibly get there one must remember that one must travel through the riffraff of Tiananmen successfully after deciding unanimously that the sheriff’s underwear belongs in the subgroup of paparazzi-proof undergarments.

-Apprenti

The phyllophagous abbot, who was from Clackmannanshire, had a sense of aestheticism that was beyond all conceivableness and caused great consternation for everyone around him; his correspondence consisted solely of Gothic majuscules, and often read as if it had been dictated by his foul mouthed parakeet, a heaped up pile of gobbledygook that sought to puff up his own misbegotten sense of plenipotentiary, as if he had quaffed his own kool-aid, and nearly always had an affectation of lugubriousness; in the end he got his comeuppance when the Superior General read his letter condemning the eating of baguettes when in syzygy with Mars and Venus, and suggesting a diet mainly of daffodils and rosewood, and he was summarily sacked.

-MINItron

Affectionately dubbed a flibbertigibbet, Pippin the hobbit was a braggart and bookkeeper whose benign aestheticism triggered the maintenance of well-equipped eyebrows that unanimously provoked giggles from toddlers and starred in his absurd narratives: Galileo, the left brow who was curved like a longbow for maximum manoeuverability, accidentally slipped a phyllophagous giraffe through a guillotine, which prompted a kerfuffle because the sheriff was commissioned to tinker with telecommunications efforts to showcase subterfuge by the paparazzi, and Don Quixote, Galileo's nervous right twin, who genuinely flabbergasted Afghani women in muumuus and underdressed Egyptian chauffeurs wearing patterned skivvies by anxiously babbling about bugbears from Mississippi indubitably hiding in travelers' purses and baggage.

-bokchoy

It all began innocently enough - our commission: to guarantee that no subterfuge was being perpetrated in the accounting of The Rutabaga Club, a music showcase on Tennessee Avenue in Washington D.C., which featured a kaleidoscopic repertoire including snippets from DonJuan, Don Quixote, and The Hallelujah Chorus; but as our chauffeur - an affectionate Clackmannanshire man possessed of a keen aestheticism - attempted to maneuver the rosewood appointed limousine (borrowed from Rick Derringer) through the assembled flabbergasted paparazzi - there arose such a kerfuffle that, were it not for the benign ministrations of a baguette equipped sheriff from Mississippi who had inadvertently stumbled upon the scene, the success of the entire affair may have been compromised…though luckily, leaving the potential difficulty behind and arriving unruffled at our destination, we happened upon a lugubrious gypsy woman from the maintenance staff with exaggerated fluffy eyebrows, who agreed to escort us through the underbelly of the building to the office of the anxious bookkeeper - our quarry - whose parakeet (a beguiling flibbertigibbet) recited rhetorical gobbledygook to the assorted riffraff assembled there while we gained access to the books; whereupon by unanimous decree, they were acknowledged to be free of tinkering, indubitably genuine, unadulterated and accurately rendered, bringing our difficult assessment to a conclusion.

-DanF

Sunshine comes through the window while I'm drinking my morning coffee along with my kitten on my lap, trying to remember the beautiful years spent in Clackmannanshire when my father was working as a navvy, the difficulties, the disappointment at the end of every month, saying hallelujah for the warm baguette on the dining table, the kaleidoscope I could never get, the lovely beekeeper in our neighbor, all the wonderful memories and the effort grabs my heart that how successfully we could break through and live a life with paparazzis watching, surrounded by our family and rosewood furniture, the antique desk where I'm writing my diary, sending my acknowledgements to my father, remembering him while I'm putting down some words with some Iroshizuku ink on Tomoe River paper, trying to showcase some kind of penmanship.

-attika89

Disengaging from the herd, a subgroup of phyllophagous giraffes gazed anxiously at the guillotine, which had appeared inexplicably in the underbrush between the parakeet infested baobab tree and the squabbling hippopotami (ruffians of the Serengeti), who, having just successfully scattered the belligerent buffalo through a vast expanse of daffodils and poppies, now shuffled off to celebrate by quaffing some liquid refreshment from the babbling brook below, when to their amazement there suddenly appeared a prodigious pod of petulant porpoises - gypsies from the Mediterranean - waylaid by an unyielding ebb tide which propelled them irrepressibly toward the African continent, depositing them in the estuary, through which, swimming against the undercurrent, they ascended riffles and all manner of hazards and obstructions, ineluctably arriving at the oxbow near the baobab, where having only minimal depth in which to maneuver, the vacuum created by tails thrashing in the shallows stirred up detritus of the stream bed, until the previously clear water more resembled coffee - effectively causing the disappointed hippos, keen on avoiding the possibility of amoebic dysentery (and it's accompanying diarrhea) to unanimously abandon plans of quenching thirst, in favor of visiting the gullible giraffes, and terrorizing them with unabridged horror stories of the French Revolution.

-DanF

“Save the Giraffes” Campaign

The bookkeeper of Clackmannanshire and his flabbergasted giraffe, who, by the way, would like to guarantee his safety from the guillotine, are undertaking the necessary telecommunications in order to possibly save the giraffe from the potential of having his indubitably long neck removed for the sake of aestheticism and to avoid the difficult situation of diarrhea brought on by the stress of this effort in subterfuge and, last but not least, to protect the flabbergasted giraffes against the indubitably displeasing kerfuffle of the guillotine.

Yours indubitably, Lord Vacuum-Waffle III xxx

-Apprenti

Sipping at his coffee, the bookkeeper from Clackmannanshire adopted an air of lugubriousness and told his flabbergasted audience an abridged account of his life, how a babbling porpoise befriended his well-maintained dinghy until the rosewood vessel sank in the Mediterranean, how the shipwreck beggared him, how he squatted in the mezzanine of the Burj Khalifa and became a capable squeegee man, how he necessarily subsisted on pippin apples, how an Egyptian vexillologist gave him baguettes and assisted him to become a beekeeper, how his field of daffodils and poppies was possibly eaten by phyllophagus buffaloes and his honey quaffed by parakeets, and flummoxed and disappointed at these events, he turned to raising giraffes, only for an abbot's assessment of his giraffe's indubitably long neck and suggestion to shorten it via guillotine to offend his sense of aestheticism beyond all conceivableness.

-bokchoy

The indubitable duty of the doubtful digger was to dredge the ditch of the dowager who begrudged begging the bellowing abbot for the bulging begonias that bloom in that beguiling bog, but before Daryl, our derelict digger could pilfer the potential posies, the abbot's pet pygmy giraffe, Peter, pounced like a gazelle lightly leaping into the kerfuffle, frightening the flabbergasted would-be florist into fleeing in a shuffling flight from the flowery ditch where Peter, himself, gruffly grabbed the growing garden in a gulp and galloped off to the grubby gypsy garrison guarding the grounds of the governor, where he gave the governor's grand-daughter, Greta, the gorgeous begonias, causing the maiden to remark that she remembered that that mistreated minion couldn't have committed the multiple murders on Monday — the maximum he could be accused of was the marginally malicious manhandling of some marigolds — which swayed her gallant governor grandfather, who after assessing the affair acquiesced to an acquittal.

-the flexistentialist

Abbott and Costello were jovial fellows who were always good for a laugh,

when one night on a lark, they went out after dark, accidentally meeting a giraffe

who said to the pair, "But are you aware the guillotine will soon be my fate,

for a lugubrious gypsy, feeling slightly tipsy was waiting anxiously outside of my gate

where there was quite the kerfuffle, I was lost in the shuffle, but I saw the kitten pull a Derringer from his coat,

how he pulled the trigger, I couldn't figure, but, oh, how that braggart could gloat —

and now I have the blame and a ruffian's shame for a multiple murder and such gobbledygook

but with such genuine friends who'll ensure a benign end, can keep the sheriff from throwing the book" —

which caused the duo to say in a difficult way that this story would make their hearts burst,

but they maneuvered to the right and buggered off out of sight, leaving an autographed copy of “Who's On First.”

-the flexistentialist

When the avionics technician arrived to repair the telecommunication systems the Apache Longbow is equipped with, a braggart pilot, claiming to be from Clackmannanshire, reminisced nonstop about flying in airshows in Egypt and the Mediterranean, performing dangerous manoeuvers, and how he only logs his hours with a handmade rosewood fountain pen with Pilot Iroshizuku Murasaki-Shikibu, soley for the purpose of showcasing his style.

-kingcobradude

The Donaudampfschifffahrtsgesellschaftskapitän was flabbergasted when his Kentucky coffee and rosewood fountain pen, inked with Private Reserve in, failed to successfully write on parchment he specially imported from the village of Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwlllantysiliogogogoch.

-kingcobradude

While the practice sentence's function is the practice, the main part is the joy of writing, the difficult combinations, challenging connections, and the result is not only for pure aestheticism, nor just for the maintenance of motions from the collaboration of brain, muscles and a fountain pen, its also an assessment for ourselves about which way we should go, or that if we are on the right track for a dizzyingly beautiful experience, a solemn idiosyncrasy when the rhythm comes naturally, and when you can reach a state of mind where everything flows almost effortlessly, and in the end the most flabbergasted will be YOU yourself gazing at your penmanship what shows the joy what worth showscasing!

-attika89

A warm Mississippi zephyr greeted Dr Kenneth Hoffman as he disembarked the aircraft at Biloxi, zigzagging across the tarmac to avoid the multitudinous puddles, and eventually locating his host and mentor : Dr Geoffry Bekkatz-Quinn, head of Ornithology at William & Mary College in Virginia, and author of the New York Times bestseller: Easy Bird Identification, who quizzically raised an eyebrow upon noticing the whippoorwill image affixed to Hoffman's baggage as it arrived on the carrousel.

-DanF

Undeterred by obvious political and philosophical differences, affable Senators Woodrow Ibbotson of North Dakota, and Bridgette Quiggly of Kentucky accelerated the rollout of their frequently ballyhooed program - to guarantee that every anxious farmer from Mississippi to Tennessee will have maximal opportunity to successfully purvey their newly endangered commodity - and were now zigzagging across the nation on behalf of the American Federation of Rutabaga Growers, promulgating plans to permanently annihilate the plague of pernicious and appallingly plentiful Mammoth Grasshopper, a gigantic Hexapod that hitchhiked here from Egypt, and have since been devastating the vulnerable vegetable throughout the southland.

-DanF

While working in Egypt as a paparazzi I accidently flabbergasted my chauffeur again with my bugaboo while eating my baguette and coffee. I was anxious to commission a bookkeeper for my difficult effort in Clackmannanshire where I successfully equipped a genuine giraffe to access the sheriff to trigger maintenance on the telecommunication. I was disappointed that he was not as fluffy as a kitten. The conceivableness of the affair disappointed Don Juan and the beggar.

-Adalwolfa13