The fear of lights flickering inside of a high-end department store at 4:43 PM. Like, if you are shopping in Bergdorf Goodman and lights flicker when the clock strikes 4:43, a Blorgendorfaphobic would flip out.
The greenalien from the backyardigans misspelled on goggle. He also happens to be a radical commie who worships Gato con Piss (another creation of ours)
Yo have you seen Blarganarf?
Yes, he stole my balls !
Radicalbro