The SILLY Squad

Sherry The Cursed Blade of Grass

Once just a regular talking patch of lawn, Sherry was cursed after somebody spilled a Pumpkin Spice Latte on her roots in October 2007. Now she can't stop glaring at everyone like they owe her $5. Her eyelashes are actually just other blades of grass wearing mascara. Her lips? Nobody knows who applied the lipstick.

She spends most of her time sighing loudly whenever joggers pass by, ruining picnics by blowing into people's potato salad, and telling children that they'll "never make varsity." If you step on her, your phone battery drops to 2%.

Sherry is the town's angriest citizen. She loves gossip, hates lawn chairs, and will absolutely heckle you if you say "touch grass" unironically. On weekends, she sneaks into yoga classes just to whisper "you're doing it wrong" during downward dog.

She is grass, she is cursed, and she is inevitable.