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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Having read about 7 pages I realise I have loads...
Earwigs - just wrong, they're evil (and apparently fly - something I really did not need to learn)
Slugs - in God's name why? one time I went running out to get in washing when it rained in bare feet - squishing a big fecker between my toes. I think I cried...
Clowns - 'nuff said
Like The Loon, other people wielding razors, or even knives.
Cheese - It's milk that's gone off! (love pizza though - work THAT one out) I can barely bring myself to wash a plate that's had cheese on it (especially grated cheese *shudder*)
*goes back to his safe place*
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 8:37, 3 replies)
Earwigs - just wrong, they're evil (and apparently fly - something I really did not need to learn)
Slugs - in God's name why? one time I went running out to get in washing when it rained in bare feet - squishing a big fecker between my toes. I think I cried...
Clowns - 'nuff said
Like The Loon, other people wielding razors, or even knives.
Cheese - It's milk that's gone off! (love pizza though - work THAT one out) I can barely bring myself to wash a plate that's had cheese on it (especially grated cheese *shudder*)
*goes back to his safe place*
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 8:37, 3 replies)
Earwigs?
Gah. You're right.
As for cheese - imagine explaining the manufacture of a blue cheese to, say, a Vietnamese person. "First, you take some milk," [Queasy already] "and then you let it go off. Then you put the gone-off milk in a cellar until it goes hard. You can eat it at that stage. Or you can run it through with copper wires that have been seeded with another kind of mould so that it gets blue veins... Oh, you've fainted."
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 9:35, closed)
Gah. You're right.
As for cheese - imagine explaining the manufacture of a blue cheese to, say, a Vietnamese person. "First, you take some milk," [Queasy already] "and then you let it go off. Then you put the gone-off milk in a cellar until it goes hard. You can eat it at that stage. Or you can run it through with copper wires that have been seeded with another kind of mould so that it gets blue veins... Oh, you've fainted."
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 9:35, closed)
It's a bit like
the explanation I got in Korea of how Kimchi is made (at least in the old days).
First you take some vegetable matter, traditionally Chinese cabbage, but anything that grows in the ground will do. Soak it in salty water for about a week, until it goes limp and mushy.
Then scoop it out, and lay it in strips in an earthenware pot, and add spices/vinegar/herbs/garlic/whatever.
Bury the pot in the garden for 6 months.
Dig up the pot, and consume the semi-putrefied contents with gusto.
It's actually not unpleasant, but given that the Koreans eat it at every single meal, you do become scunnered* by it very quickly.
(* a Scots word which encompasses the feeling better than any English equivalent I can think of at the moment. Look it up if you don't understand.)
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 10:55, closed)
the explanation I got in Korea of how Kimchi is made (at least in the old days).
First you take some vegetable matter, traditionally Chinese cabbage, but anything that grows in the ground will do. Soak it in salty water for about a week, until it goes limp and mushy.
Then scoop it out, and lay it in strips in an earthenware pot, and add spices/vinegar/herbs/garlic/whatever.
Bury the pot in the garden for 6 months.
Dig up the pot, and consume the semi-putrefied contents with gusto.
It's actually not unpleasant, but given that the Koreans eat it at every single meal, you do become scunnered* by it very quickly.
(* a Scots word which encompasses the feeling better than any English equivalent I can think of at the moment. Look it up if you don't understand.)
( , Fri 11 Apr 2008, 10:55, closed)
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