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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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Cauliflower cheese
The wife is perplex why I hate cauliflower cheese. I love cheese, I love cauliflower, I love white sauce. Put three together makes my stomach churn.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 23:06, Reply)
Two defining moments when in hospital
Around 7 or so I had to spend a couple of days in hospital. Not shitting for a long time or something, I don't recall why. I just remember two defining moments, being given a marmite sandwich in the afternoon off of the food trolley. Loved it then loved it ever since. The other moment was being given a glass of Ribena. I promptly threw it up into a stainless steal kidney dish. I don't avoid Ribena now but I always do have second thoughts before drinking it.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 23:04, Reply)
zemmuphobia
fear of the great mole rat
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 20:58, Reply)
Olives, spiders and sloths
I can't touch olives or have them near me, they disgust me.
Spiders just deserve extinction.
I've never seen a sloth in person, but those bears scare me so much. I guess they are like zombies: ugly, deadly, but really slow, so I guess I'm safe by now...
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 20:19, 1 reply)
yes actually and i bet im not alone on this!
I saw village of the damned a couple months back
since then, terrified of small blonde children with bright eyes
(especially wen they're dressed all amish like)
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 20:02, Reply)
I have a thing about Coca Cola.
I used to drink it a lot, about 24 cans a week.
It would occasionally give me an acidic bile-y feeling in my throat, but it was gradually getting worse and more regular, so about a year ago I switched to Dr. Pepper, about 2 2ltr bottles a week. It does not make me feel bad after drinking it, and it is quite refreshing with a hot curry or chinese meal.

But recently we bought some bottles of Coke because my cousins were coming over. They didn't drink it all and there was half a bottle left over. Rather than waste it, I tried to drink it, but as soon as I opened the bottle and got a whiff of the drink, I vomited everywhere. The smell immediately made me feel sick, and even thinking about it now brings bile to my throat. I don't know what has changed but now I cannot even go near the stuff without feeling unwell.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 19:54, Reply)
Vomit
My stomach doesn't heave readily, but there's one thing that's a cast iron guarantee to make me go as green and queasy as you can imagine:

Dog vomit.

Vomit from any other person or creature under the sun I don't mind, but dog vomit - and the loud convulsive sounds that accompany it - just sends me over the edge. I can't even be in the same room as it.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 19:24, 3 replies)
Work

(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 19:19, Reply)
Rotten Cucumber.
Subway's sub of the day with rotten cucumber always gets me. It's terrifying, after they've made my sub, before I pay I'll check the cucumber, 9/10 times there's a bit gone off, so to save them mopping up floods of puke, I'll check it out. 1 bit of bad cucumber contaminates the whole sub so they have to make a new one.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 18:33, 1 reply)
Bastard monkey
No, not live ones. They're fine, even when they're wanking or flinging poo around.

The monkey I hate is that fucking singing bastard one on the Coco Pops ad, you know the one with the same tune since 1982 or so? I've always hated those ads. I am a regular Spongebob viewer on Sundays - it's my way of coping with my hangover - and when the ads come on and that's one of them I will run, screaming, from the room, to the bemusement of friends. I'm 30, by the way, and should know by now to change the channel or mute the TV quickly, but no, I have to do it the awkward way. And anyone who thinks it's funny to hum that tune in my presence is a twat.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 18:21, 2 replies)
Skin
I'm fine with guts and gore. Totally normal 21st century indifference about them. But when it comes to seeing skin being treated like rubber...I have to look away.

As a kid I was fine - nowadays? Nononono...

You know those shows that have the in-action surgery, autopsy, or whatever - DO NOT WANT.

It's gotten so bad in the media these days that I refuse to watch certain movies (read: Saw 27 or whatever, Hostel 12, etc.). I quiz people about horror movies if I'm going to see one :-(

It's damn debilitating.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 18:11, Reply)
I have fear of sarcasm.
oh no, I say. It makes me soooo scared. Yeah, I'm really terrified now.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 18:00, 3 replies)
Brown bread and cheese
When I worked in an old people's home, the winter vimiting virus was going around. I had brown bread and cheese sandwiches the day I got infected.

Two years on, the mere thought of brown bread or grated cheese makes me feel like I'm puking and diahorrearing at the same time.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 17:53, Reply)
Clowns.
I have severe coulrophoba, which I can mostly trace to something someone said to me as a child. Since then, whenever one comes on TV, I have to look away. I was in a theme pub a few years back (2004) and one of the bar staff was dressed as a particularly scary evil looking one. When he finished collecting our glasses I started crying.

Oddly, not all clowns do this to me. I'm fine with Krusty, and french Pierrot-style ones are fine (like in Ashes to Ashes). But the white face orange hair red nose combo just makes me freeze.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 16:56, 1 reply)
Phobia
Very strange for a girl to dislike this but my girlfriend has a phobia of hairdressers. She only gets her hair cut about 3 times a year and thats only when it gets way outta control. She says that she doesn't like them touching her head and invading her space.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 16:43, 1 reply)
lick my stump...
my boyfriend has a fear of bald people and amputees. I remember one conversation sitting in the car..
"if you ever loose a limb in a car accident, ill have to dump you. Even if it was my fault u lost them. Same thing if you loose all your hair to a disease"
cheers hun
i like to wind him up and tell him that if i loose my arm/leg i'll let him lick my stump! He normally shudders or looks like hes gonna throw up! ha ha
but my phobias? maggots and chalk pretty normal methinks! :)
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 15:50, Reply)
Ladybugs
Ever since one of them flew into my ear and I had to go to the doctor's to get it removed. I can still feel it crawling about in there.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 15:45, 1 reply)
people crunching ice
that's YOU, child at the next table in the pub. Stop it before my teeth jump out of my skull in horror.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 15:26, 9 replies)
Fruit
I knew people who were/are scared of -

Disabled people (the idiot), people drinking from the same bottle and fruit. Couldn't have fruit anywhere near him or even in the same house. Even the smell of oranges would make him puke.

What gives me the willies - heights, confined spaces.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 15:18, Reply)
I can't stand...
*Jumpy frogs [or any frogs, really] that leap out when you lift rocks up in the garden [bad childhood experience].
*The sensation of biting woolen things that make your teeth squeak together.
*The horrible feeling when you accidentally bend forward but don't break a really long fingernail on a wall or hard surface, especially if it's the little finger nail.
*Being tickled on the legs as it makes me have some kind of spazz attack/fit which in turn makes me produce strange 'argling' noises. Much to the amusement of my partner. Damn tickling.

*re-lurks*
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 14:57, 1 reply)
Cor,
I've just been reading through some answers - Who'd have thought that people who loiter on a message board like this would turn out to be such a bunch of screw ups?
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 14:19, Reply)
Phobias
Spiders. Feet. Cilla Black.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 14:15, 1 reply)
I just bit into a dry flannel
to see what all the fuss was about. I can't see the problem to be honest. You must be strange.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 14:12, Reply)
Fear of old-school ringtone revival
Once when browsing a ringtone ad in a magazine, I saw something that said "Old-School ringtones". "Oh dear!" thought I. "Don't tell me they're bringing back the William Tell Overture". However, further inspection revealed that it was advertising musical ringtones in the style of Old-School Rave. Thank fuck for that! The William Tell Overture is worse than the Crazy Frog.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 14:11, Reply)
Prune Juice
Makes me shit myself.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 12:33, Reply)
Genuine fear......
...of people I know who read my posts.

It's great posting some of your most embarrasing secrets onto a QOTW with the idea that you are anomynous and people including yourself can regard your story as a 3rd party and (hopefully) regard it with mild amusement.

What doesn't make it fun however is when your sister discovers the site and reads every one of my QOTW entries, quizzing me about every little detail entered onto the boards for the last couple of years. Oops.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 12:21, Reply)
Worms
but only standing on them. Otherwise I don't mind them, and will even move them out of the way when gardening. With a trowel, not my bare hand.

The only time they bother me is when its been raining and they slither all over the pavements. I have a horror of standing on them. Probably because I once put the tip of a very high stiletto heel down on one and nearly did the splits. In a very short skirt. On a very busy main road.

This makes walking to the bus stop on wet mornings rather interesting, as I hop around the path trying not to stand on them. Big steps, little steps, sideways steps. I must look like a right mong! It happens all the time as well, Edinburgh not being the driest town on earth.

Why can't they just stay in the bloody ground, damn them?
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 11:53, Reply)
Back when I was about 4 or 5...
me and my family were on holiday (possibly in Cornwall) and we went to an amusement park. In said park there was a lovely looking fairytail story ride thing kind of like a nice kiddies ghost train accept with no ghost element...Or so we thought.

The ride started nicely with everything you'd expect from a childrens ride, bright colours, slow moving cars and then about half way through the trip the ride turned into a ghost train (and a rather severe one according to my mum) I started screaming and freaking out and ever since i've never ever gone on a ghost train.

When I go to a theme park with my mates I use the excuse that ghost trains use up valuable roller coaster time.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 11:45, 2 replies)
Needles / sharp things.
I fainted on my BGC...skin test.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 11:37, 4 replies)
I have two irrational fears..
.. and thanks, B3ta, I'm cringing to all hell now. I have a severe fear of having the taut skin on the bottom of my foot sliced with a razor blade. Also, of having both collar bones broken. Argh... I can't move now... eeew, makes me shudder.

You bastards.
(, Sat 12 Apr 2008, 10:39, Reply)

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