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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I grew up in the mountains.
I have no problem with standing on a limb in a tree that might just crack and drop me at the slightest breath, stand on the edge of a cliff and throw myself off with just a piece of string to keep me from meeting a squishy doom, and flying through the stars gives me sleazy mental orgasms, but the thought of huge volumes of water with a possible monster of some strange kind still leaves me cold. And I was in the Navy.
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 3:47, Reply)
I have no problem with standing on a limb in a tree that might just crack and drop me at the slightest breath, stand on the edge of a cliff and throw myself off with just a piece of string to keep me from meeting a squishy doom, and flying through the stars gives me sleazy mental orgasms, but the thought of huge volumes of water with a possible monster of some strange kind still leaves me cold. And I was in the Navy.
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 3:47, Reply)
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