Bart was none the wiser, despite a through digital exploration of Glenda's cardigan contents, however, the police lights caused him to decry, "I'll be damned, that scaryola is in the shape of an octagon and in no way near your nipple."

I felt deep sonder thinking about the all the people who looked up this word along with me.

"And God stated that Scary-olas are Mother Nature's twisted sense of humor"

Madison Square Park in the summer is like a petri dish for scaryolas.