What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
(, Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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That story in the paper of an old woman who had a phobia of flying. Years and years it took to convince her to go up in a plane and confront her fear / conform to societys ideals.
Of course when they finally got her up in a plane the bastarding thing crashed thus confirming her fear as totally rational..and surely disqualifying it from being a phobia. Not that it matters her being smashed into millions of pieces and all.
Anyway my fear is dogs. It's a mutual thing as I hate them and seemingly they ALL hate me. Always putting their snivelling nose in my hand - I know they want to bite me and whatever it is I hold (NOTHING IDIOT DOG). Sniffing my bum/groin.
Also whoever mentioned the "it's MY dog he won't bite ya" - you deserve bonus points because that is such a common phrase and inevitably ends in me getting savaged while the owner looks on.
Why can't all dogs just die?
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:11, closed)
But I'm always wary of them, as they always look like they want to bite me. I don't dislike dogs, although I wouldn't keep one, but I do prefer to keep my distance from them.
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:16, closed)
in check.
They would run amok and take over the world!
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:17, closed)
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:34, closed)
As you describe the woman as 'old', she would probably have been finished off by the virulent plethora of bacteria and viruses that are circulated by the closed circuit avaiation air-conditioning systems.
Really, the crash just saved her from months of slow relentless decline into ill-health that would have resulted in the poor old bag drowning in her own phlegm.
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:48, closed)
Unless you work in downtown Manhatten
ahem
(, Tue 15 Apr 2008, 10:40, closed)
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