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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fucking desperate.
Nothing really. Sorry.
(, Sat 13 Sep 2014, 20:44, 1 reply)
Sesquipedalophobia is the word.
Simply shoving hippopoto and monstro on the front is ludicrous.
(, Mon 15 Sep 2014, 12:40, closed)
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