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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Buttons...
...not normal sized ones that you would find on a shirt, but outsized "fashion" buttons.
Why are you there? Staring at me with with two or God forbid four vacant eyes.
You serve no purpose. A button's one remit in life is that it should fasten two pieces of cloth together, you forefitted that responsibility when you decided to become a grotesque bloated version of a small plastic fastner, you therefore have no reason to exist except as an unblinking, undead and uncaring accessory.
GO TO HELL DEMON BUTTTONS AND TAKE OUT SIZED ZIPS WITH YOU!
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 17:07, Reply)
...not normal sized ones that you would find on a shirt, but outsized "fashion" buttons.
Why are you there? Staring at me with with two or God forbid four vacant eyes.
You serve no purpose. A button's one remit in life is that it should fasten two pieces of cloth together, you forefitted that responsibility when you decided to become a grotesque bloated version of a small plastic fastner, you therefore have no reason to exist except as an unblinking, undead and uncaring accessory.
GO TO HELL DEMON BUTTTONS AND TAKE OUT SIZED ZIPS WITH YOU!
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 17:07, Reply)
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