Plotnikkadikt

As you read this, The Great Plotnik and The Great Ducknik are probably already sequestered within their first or second or third or fourth sumptuously appointed airliner, as their voyage from Saint Plotniko to the Cape of It Damned Well Better Be Good Hope begins. Each city in which they have scheduled stops is famous for its bratwurst.

To answer Hanky Girl, while traveling abroad The Great Plotnik fully intends to continue to blog like a twelve year old after six beers. Plotnikies who have grown accustomed to reading The Great Plotnik while enjoying their Coffee-Danish-Orange Juice-Leg-o-Lamb-Belgian Waffle-Eggs Plotnidict-Side-o-Veal Parmagiana-Fried Chicken-Toast-n-Home Fries breakfasts, should hopefully not have to miss too many adventures.

Last night, Plotnik stood on his deck, midway between the brugmansia on the right and the night blooming jasmine on the left. The scent was overwhelmingly sweet. So was the view of the Saint Plotniko skyline in the distance. It's a nice place to visit but a great place to live.

In the meantime, Mistress Domin-Nik has voiced a fear of becoming Plotnik addicted. She calls this condition PlotNIKaddikted. PlotNIKaddikt. There are few words in the English language with a more melifluous sound than PlotNIKaddikt, except maybe persnickety. And applicable.

So, in that spirit, here is the First Great Plotnik Word Challenge: It must be said out loud, and preferably screamed at the top of your lungs. Plotnik can do it in fourteen seconds. How about you:

Persnickety applicable PlotNIKaddikt.
Persnickety applicable PlotNIKaddikt.
Persnickety applicable PlotNIKaddikt.
Plums, pluots, pleaches, plears, plomegranates, plus plapples and plineplapples.
Please plass me a pliece of pleach plobbler, you persnickety applicable PlotNIKaddikt, you.

Take lots of pictures Miss BeeziWeezi.