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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Have to agree with the wasps
Pure stinging evil, with wings.
They are usually the size of an Alsatian (dog, not a border-hopping Frenchman - that would just be ridiculous quite frankly) and like nothing better than waiting for me to relax on a fine summer's day (and I live in Austria - we have plenty of those) before unleashing hell on me.
They are insect terrorists.
They once forced me to abandon my son in his pram because I had to run away screaming. My bemused wife was there fortunately, and I was later able to reassure her of my child-raising skills by explaining that I was trying to draw the killer beasties (yes, plural, because there were definitely more hiding somewhere nearby - waiting to sting me in the eyes, crawl in my ears... ugh) away from my precious baby. I think my wife was secretly impressed by my manly heroic behaviour, definitely not disgusted by the sight of a grown man screaming like a boy-band groupie whilst running away and doing the funky chicken simultaneously.
I have slowly got better now. I once managed to shoo one away calmly, and I've even progressed to killing the odd one now. Though I live in fear of the inevitable retaliation from the yellow/black devil's mates.
And as for Hornets.... *faints
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 13:58, 2 replies)
Pure stinging evil, with wings.
They are usually the size of an Alsatian (dog, not a border-hopping Frenchman - that would just be ridiculous quite frankly) and like nothing better than waiting for me to relax on a fine summer's day (and I live in Austria - we have plenty of those) before unleashing hell on me.
They are insect terrorists.
They once forced me to abandon my son in his pram because I had to run away screaming. My bemused wife was there fortunately, and I was later able to reassure her of my child-raising skills by explaining that I was trying to draw the killer beasties (yes, plural, because there were definitely more hiding somewhere nearby - waiting to sting me in the eyes, crawl in my ears... ugh) away from my precious baby. I think my wife was secretly impressed by my manly heroic behaviour, definitely not disgusted by the sight of a grown man screaming like a boy-band groupie whilst running away and doing the funky chicken simultaneously.
I have slowly got better now. I once managed to shoo one away calmly, and I've even progressed to killing the odd one now. Though I live in fear of the inevitable retaliation from the yellow/black devil's mates.
And as for Hornets.... *faints
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 13:58, 2 replies)
sunday morning
knowing there is no reason to get up, its 8:30am the sun beaming through the curtains..
then you here it slowly at first,
bz
bz bzzzz bzzzzzz
bzzzz BZZZZZZZZ its coming from behind the curtains....
what do you do? do you confront the wasp/ bee/ hornet? possibly but that would wake you up to much, meaning you wouldnt be able to enjoy a lie in anyway... but then you realise the wasp could escape the window sandwich of blinds and curtains...
repeat argument for 10 minutes, until you get up.
open blinds..
its a blue bottle
groan...
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 14:11, closed)
knowing there is no reason to get up, its 8:30am the sun beaming through the curtains..
then you here it slowly at first,
bz
bz bzzzz bzzzzzz
bzzzz BZZZZZZZZ its coming from behind the curtains....
what do you do? do you confront the wasp/ bee/ hornet? possibly but that would wake you up to much, meaning you wouldnt be able to enjoy a lie in anyway... but then you realise the wasp could escape the window sandwich of blinds and curtains...
repeat argument for 10 minutes, until you get up.
open blinds..
its a blue bottle
groan...
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 14:11, closed)
that's how sneaky wasps are
they've trained bluebottles to act as decoys.....
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 14:19, closed)
they've trained bluebottles to act as decoys.....
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 14:19, closed)
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