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 didn't think I could dance...
Until I ended up in an r'n'b club in Windsor, with a huge number of female friends, and ended up drunk on a vast number of beers...
All I remember from that night is some 40-year-old woman reaching for my crotch, which I stopped, nearly getting beaten up in the toilets by some squaddies, and groping the arse of some girl I was dancing with, which I'm not happy about.
Moral of the story is stick to rock clubs, and drink spirits.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 17:26, Reply)
Until I ended up in an r'n'b club in Windsor, with a huge number of female friends, and ended up drunk on a vast number of beers...
All I remember from that night is some 40-year-old woman reaching for my crotch, which I stopped, nearly getting beaten up in the toilets by some squaddies, and groping the arse of some girl I was dancing with, which I'm not happy about.
Moral of the story is stick to rock clubs, and drink spirits.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 17:26, Reply)
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