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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Thank christ I've avoided all that.
I was lucky enough for Mrs Greencloud to be my 'first' (in most respects of the word)
*looks sickeningly contented and smug*
After a brief and frankly, unsuccessful foray into the 'meat market' I happily settled with a fine specimen of femalehood.
I probably missed out on some great experiences, but hearing from everyone elses, I think I escaped the whole mess with a headstart toward middle-age.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 16:02, Reply)
I was lucky enough for Mrs Greencloud to be my 'first' (in most respects of the word)
*looks sickeningly contented and smug*
After a brief and frankly, unsuccessful foray into the 'meat market' I happily settled with a fine specimen of femalehood.
I probably missed out on some great experiences, but hearing from everyone elses, I think I escaped the whole mess with a headstart toward middle-age.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 16:02, Reply)
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