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Harried haymakers harvest heartily hoping heavy hailstorms hold-off however hardily hearsay has heralded harbingers hasting hither. Harrowing!
 
Idyllic Islanders Implement Interesting Insider Information Insisting Indigenous Involvement Is Intentionally Included.
 
Jovial Jurgen Jantzen juggles jewelry, jostling jittery Jacinta Jimenez judging jam jingles Jean-Jacques Jourdan just jotted, jumbling jokes.
 
Karen Knudsen's "knowledgeable" kid, Kinky Ken, knew Kate kindly kept Kim's knotted knickers. Knot knice.
 
Mike Murgatroyd's mucky Maltese, Melissa --

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-- manhandled, made messy muddy marks, marring Mike's mask!
 
Nature Newsflash : No new newts nowadays. Nevertheless, next November, nine nice non-native nocturnal nudibranches need nightly nurturing.
 
Odious olive-skinned Octavia's odd, officious offering: "Often outside Oxford, obese old opportunist Ollie Openshaw obligingly oiled old-timer's original, outdated Oldsmobile...."

(Cheated a little, starting off with one of my favourite childhood tongue-twisters as a basis - Old oily Ollie oiled old oily autos...)
 
Petit Pierre pounced past portly Percival, purring pleasedly, preferring playful, pretty Petunia's purrfectly principled pleasantries. "Purrnicious!" puffed Percival, pointedly preening paws.
 
Queenie Quinn quizzed Quentin: Quickstep quietly. "Quetzalcoatl?".
"Quite!" quipped QQ.
"Quite questionable..."
"Quiet!!!"
 
Rough Rider Robert Roosevelt rode ranging, roving, really running recces, roaring round ramparts, rallying regiments.
 
Senior sultry sensualist, Sally Smith (seventy-seven!) spent Saturday, strolling, skipping, singing, shopping, scoffing, slurping, seeking sensual slumber sessions, snoring. Some say she shouldn't. Sometimes she says "So? Sue.". Several serious sorts shouted somewhat, swearing. Sal sniggered. "Stupid senile sods."
 
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Senior sultry sensualist, Sally Smith (seventy-seven!) spent Saturday, strolling, skipping, singing, shopping, scoffing, slurping, seeking sensual slumber sessions, snoring. Some say she shouldn't. Sometimes she says "So? Sue.". Several serious sorts shouted somewhat, swearing. Sal sniggered. "Stupid senile sods."
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SaskiaKC's senior soulmates should seek Sally Smith's society soon! They think seniors should socialize, temporary tactless tyrannies tantamount to totalitarianism. Tedious! Sally's tempting temerity sounds surprisingly tenable to tenants!
 
Ulrika's unlucky urchin, Uri underwent untimely urealogical upsets. Unfortunately, urine upspringed under unmentionables, until urgently unloaded.
 
Vanessa Valenzuela voluminously verified Verity Varner's vectors, vocally vouchsafing velocities, valiantly validating virtual vertices, vanquishing Vernon Volkheimer's vehement vituperation. Victory!
 
William Wilberforce wrote "When whacking wily white whales with wooden weapons, wait while wild Westerly weather weakens. Waiting works wonders. Wednesday week would work well."

"What wretched waste", worried whalers whinged, whereupon whispering "Who wants wine, wrestling, whores? We welcome wassailing with well-built wanton wenches!"

update. This sounds really fun. I'm going to sign up next week.
 
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EXcited, Xenia eXpected eXtended, eXcessive XXXXXXXXXXs....

EXiting quicky 'cos I've cheated....
 
York-based yogic, Yvonne Young, yelled yesterday "Your yucky yellow-bellied younger yetis yelped year-long.."

(Assuming the universe is infinite, this must be a true report.)
 
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