Don't know why I just thought of this.... but that yellow nacho cheese stuff... that is creepy.

The wooden spoons vendors give you to eat malted shakes at baseball games...

Unless you've cleverly disguised your real life identity, Mr Mouse, I now know TWO people with what I previously considered an utterly unique abberation.

Well, here's lickin at you, kid.

:lol2: (in response to BigV's South POLE comment)

I fear the sea, the creatures IN the sea, combines (the farm kind), alligators and crocodiles ( though it's highly unlikely I'll come across one in Ohio), nylon, and polyester.

I also hate the smell of blood.
Maybe in my previous life I was tied up with nylon, tossed into the sea and eaten by something scary.

the sound of a popcicle stick rubbing on a sidewalk ,
that just TOTALY messes me up !!!

The sound of a casino full of slot machines will drive me WACKO !!!!
I can't STAND the constant noise !!!!! Ear plugs DON'T help !!!!!

Hey, I can't stand that noise either. Not because it drive me nuts, but because the noise is usually in someone else's tray and not mine. Usually in the person right next to me who just walked up not more than 10 seconds ago.

Murky water... like lakes and dirty beaches... as long as I can see to the bottom I am okay, but who knows what could be under the surface?

well i have serious problems and quirks but hey we all know that! :)

My BIGGEST phyce out is corners. they totally freak me and i get a instant headache, sweats and i have to put my hands over my eyes.

corners of paper, boxes, envelopes, menus whatever.. i cant have the corner pointing toward my eyes. drives me nuts.

on my first date with my current SO i embarassingly actually slapped the menu out of his hands cuz he was holding it up reading the deserts and the corner was pointing towards my eye. i got a huge head rush and slapped the menu away!!

cantstanza!!

Well, I feel better now. I've never told anyone how that drives me crazy. It feels like the corners are actually poking into my eyeballs. Instant headache!

Sidebar warning. Don't kayak onto the beach when the surf is too high and your kayak is longer than a surf board. You may get a crash course in pole vaulting. I then had to take another crash course in patching fiberglass holes. My paddle went through the kayak bottom when we hit the beach.

No reason to have fears. It happened too fast to remember.

Also passed over a pygmy whale. Since I did not see it, then again no fears to worry about.

Falling from high places. Not even terribly high places, actually. I have been known to get wobbly on very sturdy stepstools.

It took me a while to realize that I don't actually have a problem with heights in and of themselves, actually I rather like them, once I'm certain that I'm not going to be able to pitch off into oblivion from them.

I've always had a touch of claustrophobia. I thank the Gods for open MRI machines.
My first MRI was in the closed type and it was all I could do to NOT scream and claw my way through a multi-million doaalr scanner to get out.

Then I discovered someone who cured me. I daren't say how, but I no longer fear closed places.

awwww, come on. You can't use the word "daren't" and not give details. So...share.

it trips the Cellar TMI warning system. Sorry Hobbs.