Phobias
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)
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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serenfuckingdipity
My ex girlfriend was a truly wonderful woman but had the body temperature of that bronze age bloke they found on the glacier and fingers like skeletor.
I used to liken her (lovingly), to that witch thing in the moomins that sat on fires and put them out... only I couldn't remember what she was called. I've spent 6 years asking people, and no-one could remember her name. Of course, google is but a click way, but I was absolutely bloody adamant that my childhood was going to remain purely fucking analogue and that I was going to find out the hard way.
Don't ask why, I can't explain it.
But you just made me jump out of my chair and very nearly punch my fist in the air. Thankyou.
The groke. If I knew where she was right now I'd call her up and tell her.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 15:47, Reply)
My ex girlfriend was a truly wonderful woman but had the body temperature of that bronze age bloke they found on the glacier and fingers like skeletor.
I used to liken her (lovingly), to that witch thing in the moomins that sat on fires and put them out... only I couldn't remember what she was called. I've spent 6 years asking people, and no-one could remember her name. Of course, google is but a click way, but I was absolutely bloody adamant that my childhood was going to remain purely fucking analogue and that I was going to find out the hard way.
Don't ask why, I can't explain it.
But you just made me jump out of my chair and very nearly punch my fist in the air. Thankyou.
The groke. If I knew where she was right now I'd call her up and tell her.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 15:47, Reply)
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