Rabbits. And the dark.

MrFood wrote:Ice skates / skating.

When I was young and had this concept explained to me, I couldn't believe everyone was ok with this.

Those people are sliding around on a frozen pond with knives strapped to their boots!

I just got this image in my head of falling over on the ice and someone slicing all my fingers off.

You won't get me near a fucking ice-rink to this day.

Yes!

Yes, yes, yes!

No fucking way are my fingers going near the foot-knives.

MrFood wrote:

that damned fly wrote:i'm super scared of ghosts. i've never seen one.

THAT'S BECAUSE THEY DON'T EXIST, YA DAMN FOOL!!!

2008! It's 2008 and people are still scared of ghosts!

no, just one people. me.

besides, you don't know they don't exist you've never seen one but you've never not seen one either.

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.

I had this a little bit and only saw the little card promoting the movie.

I was terrified of flushing the toilet. I had to run and there was some sort of counting involved with toilet flushing. This lasted a few years. Zeke the Plumber from Salute Your Shorts was responsible for that.

Adam I wrote:

MrFood wrote:Ice skates / skating.

When I was young and had this concept explained to me, I couldn't believe everyone was ok with this.

Those people are sliding around on a frozen pond with knives strapped to their boots!

I just got this image in my head of falling over on the ice and someone slicing all my fingers off.

You won't get me near a fucking ice-rink to this day.

Yes!

Yes, yes, yes!

No fucking way are my fingers going near the foot-knives.

Then you probably should not watch this.

If it will make you feel better, here he is one week later.

As a child I was deeply disturbed by wet flour. Eventually I got over it.

To this day moths give me the willies something awful, especially the big ones. Earlier last year I played a show deeeep in the heart of Texas where they have moths the size of newborn babies. My bandmates took immense pleasure in scooping them up and throwing them in my direction. So not cool.

Wind Puppets are wrong.

I cannot stand cotton balls. I have the chills right now thinking about them.
If I happen to touch a piece of cotton, like maybe I opened a jar of aspirin and there's some jammed in the top there and my hand touches it I will seriously freak, hearing cotton rubbing together close to my ear is the most awful sound I can imagine. The thought alone sends a bad jolt of electricity through my body.

I can barely write this without freaking out but the idea of chewing on a piece of cotton....I'd rather have my throat slit, I really would.

I have no strange fears or aversions (knock on wood), though life has taught me I'm in the minority and hence the weirdo on that one.

As close as I can get is that it wasn't until I was in my 20s that the horror movie convention of the animated skeleton didn't scare the shit out of me. I could handle Linda Blair, Jason Vorhees, countless zombies eating brains, you name it, but show me even the crudest Ray Harryhausen walking skeleton, and I was shaken for days.

Marsupialized wrote:I cannot stand cotton balls. I have the chills right now thinking about them.

It's a good thing your people weren't colored...



...or maybe they were, hence the fear.

"Your name is 'Marsupialized', boy. Say it!"

Adam I wrote:

MrFood wrote:Ice skates / skating.

When I was young and had this concept explained to me, I couldn't believe everyone was ok with this.

Those people are sliding around on a frozen pond with knives strapped to their boots!

I just got this image in my head of falling over on the ice and someone slicing all my fingers off.

You won't get me near a fucking ice-rink to this day.

Yes!

Yes, yes, yes!

No fucking way are my fingers going near the foot-knives.

Tonight....









YOU.