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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@ BGB
I know. Being the pessimist I am, I'm all too aware that if things go to shit, I'll hardly be a suave lothario. More likely a sad middle aged twat.
Having spent most of my life so far being the caring loving type, I'd probably relish a few years of 'me time' before 'shady pines' inevitably calls.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 16:12, Reply)
I know. Being the pessimist I am, I'm all too aware that if things go to shit, I'll hardly be a suave lothario. More likely a sad middle aged twat.
Having spent most of my life so far being the caring loving type, I'd probably relish a few years of 'me time' before 'shady pines' inevitably calls.
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 16:12, Reply)
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