
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 own a collection of imitation french alcoholic beverages.
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Yes, I have faux-beers.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 19:58, 8 replies)

For that abberration.
It's only bloody Monday evening.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 20:14, closed)

You've got BGB on your case now. I would have said monday was too early, but someone else did a brilliant one at the weekend.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 20:16, closed)

Ooooh, real beer!
We had Fursty Ferret yesterday, and thought of you. Did you derive any telepathic benefit? Twas around 7-8pm GMT, just after we'd been on a 5 mile walk on the beach with spakkadog.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 20:57, closed)

that very brew did come up in conversation about that time!
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 21:04, closed)

Ah, the Fursty Ferret did indeed go down a treat yesterday... sometimes you just can't whack a good beer after a couple of hours trekking along a beach.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 23:14, closed)

Fursty Ferret!
AND it's nearly time for Stinger... Aaah!
Nice early pun, Mr. Flake!
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 9:39, closed)
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