owen wrote:clowns. always have been always will be.

John Wayne Gacy was a clown named "Pogo" when he was wasn't raping,torturing and killing little boys.

Clowns are always shady. Reasons for being a clown are usually pretty shady as well.

happyandbored wrote:

sack of smashed assholes wrote:I use to be afraid mirrors when I was a kid. I was like 7 or 8 when I saw Candyman.

Why? It's your choice whether you say Candyman five times or not. Just don't say it, then no need to be afraid.

but how can you resist saying it?
i did it as a kid, and was certain he was coming to get me.

BClark wrote:

happyandbored wrote:

sack of smashed assholes wrote:I use to be afraid mirrors when I was a kid. I was like 7 or 8 when I saw Candyman.

Why? It's your choice whether you say Candyman five times or not. Just don't say it, then no need to be afraid.

but how can you resist saying it?
i did it as a kid, and was certain he was coming to get me.

I resisted saying it as a kid, because the idea of having a hook stuck up my groin and pulled up to my neck by some scary bee bloke with a spooky voice did not appeal to me. I avoid meteor crash sites too.

Sure he'll get round to you one day - the film must have upped his workload a bit, long waiting list. He's not Father Christmas you know, can't get everywhere in one night. It's tiring work.

Arcades. I can't go into them. I start sweating and get really uncomfortable. Fucking hate it. Extreme anxiety in arcades.

Steve V. wrote:Arcades. I can't go into them. I start sweating and get really uncomfortable. Fucking hate it. Extreme anxiety in arcades.

wow, thats heavy. you're missing out. there is this thing where you can ski. its not real skiing there is no ice but you would be forgiven for mistaking it for real skiing.

The Ocean.
I'll walk on the beach but I will not go in the ocean anymore.
I always feel like it is trying to kill me either by dragging me out with an undertow, pushing me under with waves or by sending some kind of creature to kill me in a terrible way.

todd_v wrote:The Ocean.
I'll walk on the beach but I will not go in the ocean anymore.
I always feel like it is trying to kill me either by dragging me out with an undertow, pushing me under with waves or by sending some kind of creature to kill me in a terrible way.

cloverfield dude.

failure
success
commitment
dying alone

Steve V. wrote:Arcades. I can't go into them. I start sweating and get really uncomfortable. Fucking hate it. Extreme anxiety in arcades.

Holy shit. Ditto. If I spent too much time in one I could feel the electricity in my brain and it freaked my gourd.

Does flying count as irrational? It's supposedly the safest form of travel but I hate the idea of floating 20,000 ft in the air. I used to rock climb and I don't mind being in tall buildings so I don't think it's just a fear of heights. I'd always rather drive if possible.

lemur68 wrote:failure
success
commitment
dying alone

that's a good list.

late at night i always think someone's watching me.

and i'm super scared of ghosts. i've never seen one.