Emma thought that life was horrible enough, having Mr. Simpson around, dating her mother, but guess what happens next!

            "Emma, I heard about what happened between you and Craig, and him ditching you for Manny, and I know how upset you must be, so I brought you a favor," Mr. Simpson said cheerfully.

            "MOM!  Why did you tell him about Craig?  My life is ruined!  I hate you!" Emma exclaimed.

            "Well, once you meet the young man I brought you, you'll be thinking, Craig who!" Mr. Simpson said proudly, bringing the boy with the potato sack on his head into the room.

            "Hah, yo lookin' reul predduh duday, wanna go aout owun a dayut?" he asked stupidly.

            "You couldn't get a date with Olga!" Emma shrieked.  "She'd eat your potato sack first!"

            "Now Emma, that's no way to treat guests," her mother, who looks about 19 said.

            "Weyul, actually I dated her dog, but Olga didn't like that much!" he said geekishly.

            "Get me out of here!" she screamed.

            "This is an argument," he said.  "And I like to stay the good guy in arguments!"

            As Emma ran out of the house, she was grabbed by a very large object.  "OLGA!" she screamed.  "You scared me!"

            "You're so sweet!" Olga said.  "But you're not one of us yet!  You aurnt as sweet as my dooouhg sometooimes is!"

            All of the commercial kids grabbed poor Emma kicking and screaming to their secret laboratory, and put sticky electrodes on her head.  "This will make you grow buckteeth, get a strange accent, and giggle every other word," Olga said.  "Then you can be our friend."

            "Yay!" someone else said.

            "Craig, save me!" she screamed.

            Just then, the guy with the potato sack ran in.  "Emma, I'll save you!  But you have to kiss me first!"

            "Trooihy thayut and ahul seet on yeeu," Olga screamed to potato sack boy.

            "But my love for Emma is so strong that…" he said.

            Squish.  "A SOLAR ECLIPSE!" he screamed.  "MY LIFE IS FLASHING BEFORE MY EYES!!!!"

            "You killed my boyfriend!" a girl with a giraffe neck screamed.

            "At least your boyfriend didn't start feeling woozy and end up in the girl's room!" someone said.

            Can you relate?

            "HELLLLLLLLLLLLLP!!!!!!!!!" Emma shrieked.

            Who should come to her rescue?  Or should they?  P.S.  I think Emma is okay, but this is a parody, so I may have her personality off a bit.

P.S. Kate's locker really gives me this sort of holiday voodoo vibe, how about you?  Oh, and avatars are cute, fine, and they speak their minds.

JUST LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!