Here's a creepster who's getting a little long in the tooth (not to mention the arms) and yet smaller in cranium somehow (a witch doctor shrunk his head 215 years ago, and he's been a head case since). Whiplash likes to hover around our front porch where he can remain more incognito. But careful before you cross his path--he's a regular lion tamer with that bullwhip of his.
More about Whiplash:
Nickname: Indiana Jones on acid
Voted in high school: Most likely to become a dominatrix
Suffers from: fallen arches and the “Beetlejuice shrunken head” syndrome