(1) WE’RE MEANT TO BE ON WUSS ISLAND,” I yell, stumbling and covering my head and waving my arms at the same time to ward it off.
(2) And we wanted to make this clear, that we had tried to talk to Kembrah Pfahler, the woman behind the band in question, in case you assumed we were a bunch of wusses who couldn't quite stomach engaging in conversation with this force of nature, this fearsome creature of the night.
(3) Any man who looks after his children is seen as a wuss – and not career compatible.
(4) From this moment on MQ and I point to the walking birds and the impotent spiders we spot on our hikes and yell “WUSS ISLAND!” as we pass.
(5) Cameron: "Let them eat stag's liver" … Osborne: More than you did, you big, fat wuss.
(6) Sorry: not sorry The president says sorry surprisingly often, but uses it only in the passive-aggressive sense of “I’m not sorry at all, but I’m saying sorry in order to imply that you’re such a wuss that the facts hurt your feelings, you idiot.” Thus: “Sorry, people want border security and extreme vetting.” (Not sorry.)
(7) Even some plants on the island that have thorns on the mainland do not have thorns on Wuss Island because there is nothing here to attack them.
(8) But despite being a wuss on many levels, there is one thing I’m not scared of: spiders.
(9) Now, every Trump voter sees two congenital wusses who can only win by teaming up, two loser would-be antagonists so weak that even their insults need a partnership.
(10) After the Wuss Island revelations we dine on medium rare steak (perfect) and kingfish with pigfish as the entree.
(11) "Charles Tavistock is a wuss," opines Jeanette Phillips.
(12) Before dinner we sit in on a presentation by the naturalist Ian Hutton, which leads to MQ and I rechristening Lord Howe as Wuss Island.