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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Oh I have a few. Some of them original.
I don't have an issue with spiders, I was told by my dear mother that the Daddy Long Legs (also known as Pholcidae, thanks Wikipedia) aren't venomous, and tarantulas always held a certain fascination for me. But the cockroach makes me squirm.
We had a dog, but no doggie door, so we'd leave the sliding glass door open for in evenings. An open door is an invitation to moths, flies, spiders, and cockroaches to crawl in and take refuge in your house. Then crawl up your bedsheets or live in your bathroom. The sink of your bathroom, huge and hidden, except the antennae which stick out. I'm not a screamer, but I do freeze up and ask other people to squish 'em for me.
Also, I don't like turning my back on an open oven. I don't know where it stems from. Maybe an ovenmonster will grab me and drag me in. jibbli-jibbli-jiblli.
( , Sun 13 Apr 2008, 1:28, Reply)
I don't have an issue with spiders, I was told by my dear mother that the Daddy Long Legs (also known as Pholcidae, thanks Wikipedia) aren't venomous, and tarantulas always held a certain fascination for me. But the cockroach makes me squirm.
We had a dog, but no doggie door, so we'd leave the sliding glass door open for in evenings. An open door is an invitation to moths, flies, spiders, and cockroaches to crawl in and take refuge in your house. Then crawl up your bedsheets or live in your bathroom. The sink of your bathroom, huge and hidden, except the antennae which stick out. I'm not a screamer, but I do freeze up and ask other people to squish 'em for me.
Also, I don't like turning my back on an open oven. I don't know where it stems from. Maybe an ovenmonster will grab me and drag me in. jibbli-jibbli-jiblli.
( , Sun 13 Apr 2008, 1:28, Reply)
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