I agree with
pb4ugo2bed and kaydup, I can't ever remove anything from the freezer.

I onced tried to bite an ice lolly because everyone else was..... it wasn't a good idea.

I also have my bizzare thing with white sugar, I just can't stand the way it looks, smells, feels or the way it sort of clumps together and always looks dirty.
(Ellis, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:43, Reply)

Street entertainers...
Be they clowns, spacemen, animals, mime artists, penguins, whatever... I have to try really hard to walk past them and luckily they haven't attacked me yet. I just think they're sinister. Even though it's usually just a student earning a few quid.

Oh and anything with a sting e.g Jellyfish, wasp, nettles (tho I don't mind bees)
( beefandcheese, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:41, Reply)

My brother is scared of buttons.
Buttons that are fixed on shirts are fine, but any on their own and he freaks out. Apparently the worst ones are ones with bits of cotton hanging out of them. Always wanted to buy him one of those tins which have springy snakes jumping out of them, but fill it with buttons too, so he gets a button shower.
im not very nice
( DumbMonkey The penis mightier than the sword, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:41, Reply)

Sleep
I used to be deathly afraid of sleeping. This was heavily when I was 10-13, and it still comes back for a month or so every year. It was mainly fear of dying in my sleep that did it, I can't see why anyone would want to do that.

Oh, and I also have to check under my bed, in my wardrobe and the airing cupboard before I sleep. And move any sharp objects into draws (though anyone trying to kill me would probably bring their own weapons...)
( Whillow, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:37, Reply)

I'm afraid of chickens.
They just look so bloody evil.
(Nudger - Back on b3ta having been away since '04!, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:37, Reply)

pb4ugo2bed, yeah same here.
That horrible scrunching really gets my teeth on edge and the hairs up on my neck.

And if someone bites (With their teeth) through an ice lolly, I run away like an girl with my hands over my ears and my eyes closed.
( kaydup, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:36, Reply)

I have loads!
I hate slugs with a passion, (thats understandable isn't it?) But I mostly fear costumes/masks/beards, anything that conceals the face basically. Oh and inflatables. My worst nightmare in the world, ever, ever is that evil man on eurotash who wears a blow-up costume with integral gimp mask! Aaagh! Run Away!
Ahem.
(Rachel B, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:30, Reply)

animal from the muppets
bear with me (or not - frankly it's a shit story)
I had a recurring nightmare when I was a lad. Starts out lovely with Donnie and Marie Osmond floating into my bedroom like angels and giving me a lovely Osmond plate. Then Animal from the muppets comes up the stairs and he opens his fur and he's made of bricks and he starts pulling himself to bits and throwing the bricks at me. But fortunately he breaks the Osmonds plate and I throw the pieces back at him and he runs away. Nowadays I'm only comfortable if there's a drum kit between us.
( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:28, Reply)

brrrrrr
i have a fear of getting food out of the freezer. i can't handle the noise, the feeling or anything about the entire process.

it's a shame, i've been looking forward to those lamb chops for years.
(pb4ugo2bed, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:28, Reply)

M00
I can't stand cows in the dark. Daylight, fine. On my plate, fine. Alive and in the dark, can't go near. *looks at username* um...
( CowJam, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:27, Reply)

My gf has a problem with knees.
She dislocated hers when she was younger and now nobody can touch her knees or touch their own knees in front of her.

Me, sparklers. Did you see that government warning advert years ago with the kid being taken to hospital with burnt hands??? Horrible. They are evil evil things, how parents give sparklers to their kids i'll never know.
(ruck0r, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:27, Reply)

Ainsley Harriot
My girlfriend is terrified of Ainsley Harriot, the chef. Whenever he appears of television she has to hide her face until he's gone. You should have heard her language when she first saw that he's now advertising Fairy.

Even describing him is enough to freak her out, "just imagine Ainsley sticking his toungue out".

It's not a race thing, it's not a blustery man thing, it's just him.

Of course, it's great fun to be having a conversation with her while the adverts are muted, then, when noticing that he's on TV, go "Oo!" and look really interested in the television. Human nature means that she looks at the TV too.

Admittedly I do get severely beaten with cushions for it, but it's worth it.
( Matazone has new icons, but is keeping this one, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:26, Reply)

Hmm.
Just recently got diagnosed with severe emetophobia (fear of vomiting)... one night when I was visiting my girlfriend we were lying in bed and her townie arsehole flatmate came home, slumped into his room, and spent the next SIX HOURS throwing up into the toilet, which happened to be on the other side of a paper-thin wall. I was physically shaking within 10 minutes, with my girlfriend trying to calm me down, after 30 minutes I was crying, and after an hour I had to go outside and walk the streets for a full hour. Of course when I got back I flipped out again because it was still going on. So I went out again. 20 Marlboros later I get back at 6 in the morning, kick his door in, and kick him repeatedly shouting "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!". He hasn't got drunk since, but I apparently now need counselling. Joy.

Edit: Forgot, this stems from having an alcoholic girlfriend in the past. I also as a result have a phobia of drunkenness, either in myself or others. Interestingly though when my close friends get drunk it's not a problem, until they start chucking up - then I run away.
(wasted industry, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:22, Reply)

A friend of mine had a fear of stickers.
and she worked in xtravsion back in the days when every video had a sticky price tag on it, this wasn't so bad as she had taught herself to ignore them.
But then one day the managent decided to use plastic sleeves instead of stickers, so she was ordered to peel the labels of every video in the shop.
So i get woken up early one morning (about 11am, I was a student then) and she's crying down the phone at me, thinking she's being murdered I dash up to the shop and find her being sick into the toilet.
so I made her a cup of tea and peeled all the labels off for her and served customers and everything while she had a lie down.
Even with zero experience i was able to assume the post of video shop employee with 100% accuracy

This story is 100% of truth
( VampireMonkeyOnSpeed a super sexy sexual sex terrorist sex, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:21, Reply)

Hey this is cheaper than therapy!
Bloody seaweed!!

Evil stuff, slimy, wraps itself around your legs and hides all kinds of large things with pointy teeth that want to eat you (or at least nibble on the bits they can get hold of).

Oh and remembering another reason it's bloody slippery! I was walking across some rocks, slipped and fell. I manage to grab something and end up clinging to these slippery rocks trying not to drop into the sea.

I shout for help from my nearby family (fear of death and drowing having taken over) the response to my urgent cries for help!?! My mother takes out the camera and *click* captures the moment!

And it’s all the bloody seaweeds fault!
( HornO, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:18, Reply)

Buttons
A friend of mine tells the story of a classmate who was deathly afraid of buttons. Or maybe button holes. She absolutely refused to wear anything with buttons on it and if you teased her by flashing a button in her face she'd at least flinch or scream "Get it away from me!" to the amusement of all.
( flying squirrel, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:15, Reply)

...
I have a friend who is scared of balloons
(Slacker, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:12, Reply)

A guy i used to work with called John,
absolutely top bloke, ex army engineer right good laugh. But he had a fear of dwarfs. Apparently he went to see time bandits without knowing what it was about and had to leave in the first 5 minutes. Plus he started to sweat when he saw one get on the same train as him.
(northern seth back is giving him jip again, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:09, Reply)

also,
if i ever saw ian holm i swear i'd run a very long way. the fact that his head came off in alien and THEN he briefly turned into a monster in lord of the rings was enough to create a huge mistrust of his holminess.
(hnnrs, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:08, Reply)

Irrational fears
Whales. Suspect it may be related to being taken to some sea museum in Liverpool as a child shortly after being forced to watch Jaws by evil sibling. There was a whale skeleton hanging from the ceiling, about 100 feet above us, and I completely freaked. I had nightmares for YEARS about whales and horrid deep sea creatures generally. Would love to say I'm over it, but I still get v scared in deep water, as am convinced something is going to get me ... *shudder*
(marge, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:08, Reply)

Cotton Wool
I've a friend who doesn't like cotton wool, but when I say doesn't like I mean is scared to shit by it. I remember (being the nice chaps that we are) myself and several friends decided to fill his shoes full of cotton wool. He didn't half run a bare footed mile out of there when he found out. He refused to enter the room until it had all been removed, which we unduly did except for the cotton wool we'd *accidentally* put in his coat. Oh how we larfed.
(Dr Mongoose, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:08, Reply)

I have an....
Irrational fear of anything with more limbs then myself. This is because when I was a baby I found a spider crawling across my face. Eight legged horrid bastards.

I also hate worms as they really look unatural, but spiders the size of tarantulas and snakes I quite like.

I AM A FREAK!!!!!!!
(Wook13 Been away but is now ducking a fuck on, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:08, Reply)

The feeling of..
..glasses when they have just come out of the dishwasher and they squeak against your fingers. It makes me shudder and so I have to wet my hands before I empty the dishwasher!
(Dustjunky, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:06, Reply)

eeeeeeeeeewwwwwww
Paper or tissue on food (you know when someone tidies the table and puts them on an unfinished plate? yuck!)

snakes...but thats because they are evil, its not irrational at all

my dad and brother are scared of butterflies and moths

not really a fear, but my bloke shudders in discomfort if you say the word 'moist'
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:06, Reply)

i also
used to be scared shitless of pylons, thought they were big man/skeleton things coming to get me.
(hnnrs, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:06, Reply)

Not good but...
I cant stand people biting forks when eating! the sound makes me feel sick!!
Also those nasal sprays... when i see someone using those my eyes water.
Am i girly?
(chrismuzz, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:04, Reply)

Death
Perhaps not irrational, but I developed a rare condition in my middle teens where
you constantly feel your own heart beating. This sort of focused my mind on my mortality, and I once went three days without sleep, feeling my heart beating, convinced that each beat would be the last.

This led to a continual fear of dying, until finally when I was 30 I realised that I would never actually experience death (as I would be dead at the time).
(SneakyPete, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:03, Reply)

I can´t sleep with uncovered feet
because lizards will come in at night and eat my toe nails. But a simple sheet will prevent it, it will do.
(Monocromatico Lady Godiva's horse, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:03, Reply)

when i was a kid
i was totally afraid of men wearing black leather gloves because i thought they had electric hands like the guy from innerspace, which i saw when i was about five.
(hnnrs, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:03, Reply)

My Fear(s)
I have a massive phobia about eyeballs, people playing with them, squelching them, or popping out. I think its the consitancy of them or the slimyness. My girlfriend has contacts and everytime she puts them in i wanna puke. Kids folding their eyelids back makes me want to vom also.

Think this all started from when a useless lesson in secondary school (sowing)took place, and i got trigger happy on the foot pedal and the needle thing snapped and went straight into my eyeball. It bounced back out. But even now the thought at the ease of that needle entering my eyeball makes me feel really dodgy.

Also i really hate fresh clean towels, they are too squeaky like chewing polyester.

My missus has a massive phobia of Angela Lansbury, shes a student, so when 2pm comes just after neighbours she has to turn over. hahahahaha


edit: oh yeah and i really dont like midgets/dwarfs/short people, i can never watch willow they give me the heebeejeebeeies
(JonnyWad, Tue 27 Jan 2004, 16:02, Reply)