— Having many aspects.
As a garden gnome, Colm was frustrated at people looking at him as just another lawn ornament. Nay! Colm was a multifaceted, multidimensional being with so much more to offer than just devastatingly good looks.
— Marked by quiet and caution and secrecy; taking pains to avoid being observed.
Must…get…up.
Charlie fancied himself a stealthy predator, but sloth and heft prevented the intrepid feline from achieving any prey of note.
— The person who proposes toasts and introduces speakers at a banquet.
As best man, Conrad pulled double duty serving as both symposiarch and resident drunk at Melanie’s nuptials.
— The ability to say or do the right or graceful thing.
Clueless Joe
Though there are those who would laud Joe as having savoir-faire and panache, the rest of the world, however, recognize him as the inarticulate rube that he is.
— Being such as to entitle or warrant compensation.
Once on Capitol Hill, Adam quickly gained the reputation of being readily compensable for certain choice legislation. His office was a veritable quickie mart of graft.
— A shifty, deceptive person.
Betsy earned the reputation of being a slyboots for her ceaseless skullduggery and maligning other scout moms as the de facto leader of her coalition of likeminded reprobates.
— Characterized by intense emotion.
Creep
Joe’s perfervid love affair with hair plugs, plastic surgeries and, of course, generally inappropriate behavior would normally have been his undoing…if he wasn’t a Democrap. I’m sorry, that’s “Democrat.” My bad.
— Express strong disapproval of.
Shit…literally!
After Jerry soiled himself during the press conference, Nancy objurgated him mercilessly.
— Deliver a hard blow to.
For his story Joe always yearned to thwack Corn Pop – a character in his fictional political narrative to boost his bravado much akin to Brian’s story of his aircraft being shot while covering a military operation.
— Given to excessive indulgence of bodily appetites, especially for intoxicating liquors.
Not one to deprive his intemperate vices, Klaus would always stop in for a beer, bourbon and an absinthe chaser at The Wooden Leg after betting on chickens then visiting the brothel upstairs.