Willard and Wanda Worrywart were, perhaps predictably, two nervous nellies to be begin with. Willard often compulsively paced in circles, while Wanda fretted over the smallest disruptions.
But in recent days, the Worrywarts often found themselves on the verge of suffering full-blown panic attacks. Their mental states were deteriorating, and Willard was especially affected.
It was their new neighbor; he was bizarre, and frankly, terrifying. It was like living in an episode of the Twilight Zone.
They had no one to complain to, so they were forced to endure the daily harassment. Neither Willard nor Wanda knew how long they’d last. But they knew one thing for certain: When they woke up, he would be there.
Call some therapists, Vicki C. and Regina C.
Fish are friends, not food
But frankly, felines and fins?
Far from a fine fit
Tanks a million, Maria N.
by Meg on January 8, 2009
Gentlemen, 2008 was a banner year for the Legion of Evil. Our operatives scowled, glared, sneered, grimaced, glowered, frowned, harrumphed upon and generally disapproved of more things than at any time in the storied history of our secret fraternity. And now, it gives me great displeasure to present the 2008 Evil Awards:
Best Serial Disapprover: Phineas Wayne Boggs, currently at large in the Philadelphia area;
Best Tough Guy: Vinnie "The Glare" Torino, leader of the East Side Scowlers;
Best Scheming: Mack E. Yavelli, of Florence, Italy;
Most Disturbing: Flarxle "Lips" Xeeglatz, from the planet Orgulon VI
Dishonorable Mention: Art D., Jennifer N., Lori W., Mahala K., and Lisa S. Photo credit for disapproving Bun: (I’m just not sure what to say……, by Carly & Art.)
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