Delighted rampant booty?

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International Book Week is over but I thought I'd do a book-related post anyway. This was an exercise where you pick three words at random from three different pages in a book. My three words came from “The Hearing Trumpet” by Leonora Carrington. They are:

delighted
rampant
booty

I jest not.

“Delighted rampant booty?” I asked. “What the hell am I supposed to do with that?”

“Delighted rampant booty is what every man wants!” a long-forgotten boyfriend muttered in my ear.

“At least it wasn't delighted rampant booty call,” said my best friend from high school.

“Perhaps it is something Captain Jack Sparrow might say when very drunk,” I postulated. “As in … DELIGHTED to meet you, I'm the RAMPANT Jack Sparrow, always on the lookout for pirate's BOOTY … but slurred down so only those three words are prominent.”

“Really Karen, I don't know where you get these stupid ideas,” said my Mum. “There's something wrong with you.”

“Thanks, Mum. Generous with your praise as always.”

“Well, it could have been worse,” said a writer friend. “What if you'd found the words in this order – rampant booty delighted ...” She started giggling. I knew what she was thinking.

“Rampant booty delighted whole soccer team? Gross!”

Then I thought of a different use of the word rampant, an old one relating to heraldry. I didn't like where this was taking me. Lion rampant, unicorn rampant, gryphon rampant – BOOTY rampant.

Anything BUT delighted.