Phobias
 

what fuckin feaks you out...

one of my phobia's spawns from a re-occuring dream i had when i was a young fellow about a Monk in a monastary scaring the absolute shit outa me so funny enough i am terrified of Monks (franciscan monks, the ones with the rope belts and brown robes... i mean fuckin brown robes for christs sake, how gikky is that)

and Snakes make me dive behind the couch after they deliver an aura of total evil that pours out of the TV and fills the room..

what makes you kack your kackies?

spiders....

I'm not going to tell you about it right now, because the very thought of it gives me severe creeps, but yes, I have a proper phobia.

spiders is mine, it stems back to when i was four and having an afternoon nap and i woke up and there was a great big fucking huntsman on my bed....

...and the future.

c'mon Hip spill man, it can only be as bad as the creeps i get from snakes

spiders

and the phobia of staying alone

heights and big open spaces.. sitting with my back to a door in a place where a lot of people enter (restaurant, cafe,...) creeps me out too, i want to see who enters.

something like that happened my Dad when he was a chap, his Mam sent him in to use a public toilet, he locked the door behind him, sat on the jaxx and a big mutherfuckin rat was down by the door blockin his way out, he was well fuckin freaked. everytime he tells me the story i die laughing, cruel i know but its how he tells it.. ahh i love me Da me.
wierd one is my Mother was terrified of snakes like me also. she died when i was 8 and must of passed her phobia onto me!

Ummmm.
I'm afraid of:
Clowns
Looking at a mirror in a pitch black room
Televisions that are off at night but have that odd glow to them
Having my life taken from me (not death, but having everything that matters disappear)
Walking up my staircase at night (it reminds me of the 2nd murder scene in psycho)
Sleeping in rooms with open doors, especially open closets.
Driving
Getting robbed at gunpoint (it wouldn't be a fear, but it happened to me)

frogs, toads, and newts, and lizards.
i cant even look at them on tv, or in a book, the last time i saw a frog in real life i cried for over half an hour.

its pathetic i know.

i cant touch men with beards, so quite often get freaked out at concerts
also moths

those are my two actual phobias (give me the shakes, crying, fainting - yes, i know im lame) but im scared of loads of stuff in a more minor way.

Mayonaisse, Mustard, Pickles, and the likes make me quiver and gag just from touching the jar or picking up a knife covered with the stuff and putting it in the sink.

claustrophobia.
I really can't stand it to get stuck in a tuny spot.
by brother locked me up in a woodenbox once for an hour, I totally freaked out.

Young red-headed children. I suspect they're innately Satanic.
Midgets.
The Nutcracker.
Muppet people, ala Jim Henson.
Seaweed.
Porcelain dolls.
Hairballs.

fuckin brilliant, a totally Truncated answer!

It's true. Those shifty eyes, blonde lashes, deceptively innocent sprinkling of freckles - those fuckers are up to no good.

I HATE seagulls.

There are many things I fear, but for the purpose of this thread I consider phobias unreasonable and mostly illogical fears.

i'd rep you if I could.

I'm gagging just thinking about it.

No one mentioned ASTEROIDS?
It's gonna happen sometime!

bees, man. FUCK BEES.

and bird shit. i hate bird shit. i went to a zoo when i was like 10 and a bird shat in my hair from a tree.

That's not a phobia; that's a perversion.

i think my fear of them is subconciously turned into hatred.

There are people who do it with flies...
(I can't believe some of the crap I know about)

Combined with your barnacle factoid, I'm beginning to recognize an alarming pattern.

I have seen a photo (which thankfully I can't locate) of this:

Basically, guy puts his business in a jar full of flies and lets them crawl around in there to achieve the desired effect.

i went to the theme park "islands of adventure" on halloween and they were doing this thing where people who work for the park walk around in costumes and masks to try and scare people.
within 15 minutes i left in tears. i was 13 years old, but that's no excuse. that shite freaked me out

haha they once did that too I themepark near my town but instead of them scaring me i scared them :D

HALLOWEEN HORROR NIGHTS! That was both scary and fun. I've gone twice.

I don't like heights.

Spiders and anything that can result in extreme pain. Also walking across the bridges near my town. The river is toxic, you fall in and your fucked.

I thought you were afraid of clowns too?

Your avatar is a Jim Henson product, is it not?

If you didn't cough hairballs up, you probably wouldn't be afraid of them. You know, they have ointment for that?

oddly, i like most of the things of which most people are afraid. for one, i actually like small spaces. hiding in closets, under beds, in the spaces left in the couch when you unroll a hide-a-bed, etc., were some of my favorite things to do when i was little. also, i love heights. when i heard we were staying on the 44th floor of our hotel when i went to nyc over a year ago i was elated.

but i do have my fears, of which bees (or any insect with a stinger) and being mugged are two. also, regarding mayonnaise, while i'm not afraid of it per se, i could live without it except on rare occasions.

it is a meditation on death of sorts i think..i liked to hide a lot too...many kids do, but


INT. MUNSON HOUSE - DORR'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

Dorr shimmies out from under the bed.

DORR
Well that was very... refreshing...
As you know...

He gets to his feet, slaps dust from the front of his pants.

DORR
...we academics are inordinately
fond of wedgin' ourselves into
confined spaces. At Yale the students
will see how many of their number
they can enclose in a telephone booth;
Harvard, a broom closet.

MRS. MUNSON
Why I never!

DORR
There was the goldfish-swallowin'
craze, of course, a different but
related phenomenon... Ahem... I hope
I didn't spill any tea...

posers, movie sequels, and heights.

I do not fear clowns; I loathe them and all of the manic, inexplicable, and covertly evil happiness and tomfoolery they represent.

Of course I wouldn't fear hairballs if I didn't cough them up; the probability that they would strangle me would be significantly smaller.

And, silly boy - I said my phobia is of "muppet people." This quite obviously does not apply to fireys and other Jim Henson creatures of their ilk; it includes felt puppet reproductions of humans, as seen on The Muppet Show and Phil Collins videos. Everyone knows that muppet people lie patiently in the closets of both the young and old, waiting for their victims to fall into a deep sleep, only so the innocent prey will awaken to find themselves DIRECTLY face to face with this Satanic regurgitation of animated cloth, which is hovering above them, feeding off of the fear of surprise as an appetizer to the human flesh it is preparing to consume with its soft and pliant gums.

Fireys are simply misunderstood, unfortunate victims of the prejudice of questionable aesthetics. They are fabulous dancers, with a commendable sense of rhythm, and carry a half-decent tune. Their hairstyles alone embodied the spirit of punk rock as we know it, and paved the way for what we supposedly modern pedestrians call avant-garde fashion.

Sheesh.

I have 2 phobias, one is of heights, and the other is of cheetoes. I mean that literally too, it's quite a real fear. If someone opens a bag of cheetoes near me, I have to leave the room

I'm scared of red-neck stand up comedians.