Beyond a shadow of a doubt, I'm merely writing this for my own amusement; I don't even know
offhand any Worthians, other than myself. Stop reading right there if you'd really like to;
never mind that I've gone through the trouble of writing all this up. Seriously, just stop;
nobody will think any less of you. I'm sure you're a decent person most of the time. I'm saying
you can just keep scrolling on down, rather than read the next sentence, so do it already.
So you're sticking it out eh? Alright, fine by me, but don't say I didn't warn you. Since you
are actually going to continue, I suppose I can tell you what I'm doing here. I had to take the
initiative, since I didn't know anybody here, but I wanted to write an acrostic. So I saw that
nifty little "Hall of Fame" button, and clicked it. I picked out the longest name I could see
there on the big list of worthy Worthians, and got to work.
Alas, I may be disqualified if I don't make this "One mean spirited acrostic". So lets see what
naughty things I can say, about this person of whom I know naught. I hear this supposed saint
doesn't bathe; cuts people in lines, then pretends to have not; talks with his mouth full;
rakes his leaves into his neighbors yard; pisses all over the toilet seat in public restrooms;
eats a handful of mints as he exits a restaurant; and all manner of other discourteous acts,
without the slightest bit of remorse. So there you have it, I hope you enjoyed yourself.