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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'Tis I, innit.
Ahem
I hail from North Essex, the land of Constable, Matthew Hopkins and Darren Day. And Sade.
pedant
The native accent of the town of my birth is folksy, rich with undertones of olde Englishe. However, it is nearly extinct thanks to the relentless spread of jarring, screechy Estuary Essex, for which my home county will be forever tainted.
/pedant
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 17:06, Reply)
Ahem
I hail from North Essex, the land of Constable, Matthew Hopkins and Darren Day. And Sade.
pedant
The native accent of the town of my birth is folksy, rich with undertones of olde Englishe. However, it is nearly extinct thanks to the relentless spread of jarring, screechy Estuary Essex, for which my home county will be forever tainted.
/pedant
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 17:06, Reply)
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