An imaginary creature that lives under one's floorboards and arises at night to tickle the scrotums of insecure thirteen year old boys who someday dream of becoming playwrights.
Poor Davey McDoodlestein hasn't slept in five days, and I'll tell you why - it's all because of that smelly little Shimbly Wingbarker that lives in his closet. I told him to get that thing taken care of, I did, but you know these kids today think that they know everything...
Basically, all of the lunatic right wing sheep who follow the failed/corrupt Repuke-likkan party and have not one iota of critical thinking ability. Cowards
"Hey, why don't those Right Wing Basket Cases sign up to go fight that war they love so much!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!