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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Tsk Tsk
While unaware that I was being stalked by an electric clown, stranded behind the clifftop after blowing a tyre on the car filled with kidnapped children. Clowny had just finished a Marlboro, and was practicing his spoon and assorted cutlery juggling, while urging on his massed killer wasps/nibbler earwig attack squad, before coming up behind you and viciously tickling the seagull.
And then having sex with a goat.
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 14:24, Reply)
While unaware that I was being stalked by an electric clown, stranded behind the clifftop after blowing a tyre on the car filled with kidnapped children. Clowny had just finished a Marlboro, and was practicing his spoon and assorted cutlery juggling, while urging on his massed killer wasps/nibbler earwig attack squad, before coming up behind you and viciously tickling the seagull.
And then having sex with a goat.
( , Thu 17 Apr 2008, 14:24, Reply)
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