Wicked Word Wednesday: Bacchanalia

Christmas was on its way. Lovely, glorious, beautiful Christmas – around which the entire kid year revolved. Downtown Hohman was prepared for its yearly bacchanalia of peace on earth and good will to men.- A Christmas Story

Greetings logophiles and other creative types!

It’s time for Wicked Word Wednesday, and the Wicked Word is:

bacchanalia

bac·cha·na·lia [\ ba-kə-ˈnāl-yə]

noun

plural capitalized: a Roman festival of Bacchus celebrated with dancing, song, and revelry

drunken revelry

excessive indulgence in something especially to satisfy an inordinate appetite or craving

I’ve waited all year long to use this specific word just for it’s use in the opening lines of that now-classic Christmas movie, A Christmas Story (which I’ve watched approximately 15 times since Thanksgiving). Now, here’s your change to earn your own “major award”!

christmas-story-leg-lamp-major-award

 


What is Wicked Word Wednesday?

You have one week to compose a post based on the Wicked Word.

One entry per person.

BONUS CHALLENGE: 42 words max.

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And Thus It Begins:

The Word has been given;

The Week has begun;

The Game is afoot;

On Mark,

Get Set,

GO!


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7 thoughts on “Wicked Word Wednesday: Bacchanalia

  1. https://georgiemoon2016.wordpress.com/2016/12/21/www-bacchanalia/

    Girls stumbling on too-high heels.
    Boys play-fighting, jumping into fountains.
    Drunken kisses, knives with near misses.
    Beer cans rolling, stomachs emptying.
    Sirens nearing, handcuffs rattling.
    Just another bacchanalian Christmas Eve in paradise.
    Thank goodness I’m in bed by ten o’clock……

    And I’ll have you know that’s exactly 42 words…..

    Twitter – @georgina_moon

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