My duties as a pageant judge at the county fair on "Child Protective Services/Tobacco Institute/Weight Watchers/American Dental AssociationTrailer Park Day" left me suffering from an extreme case of skanxiety.
If I saw a tramp-stamped girl arguing with her babydaddy in the parking lot at Walmart while holding a toddler in one hand and a cigarette in the other, I'd feel too skanxious to get out of my car and go into the store.