
I'll level with you. I'm really freaked out by loose buttons. I'm fine while they're doing their job, but once they're free the evil bastards are a major threat to my life. Tell us what spooks you, and how you cope. Also: church bells, doner kebab salads, death.
( , Thu 11 Sep 2014, 17:18)
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As they appear mainly in the autumn, my brother developed the seasonal habit of putting the bedroom light on and opening the curtains before beckoning flamboyantly and declaiming, "Come, my pretties," in an attempt to attract the bastards into the room so they could do that drifty-bouncy flying thing and dangle their legs on me all night.
And no, it wasn't him tea-bagging me in the dark.
( , Thu 11 Sep 2014, 19:21, 1 reply)
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