You forgot M5Power's posts! These things are scarier than spiders attacking Barney, who was smoking a Bong with the Teletubbies and the Bananas in Pajamas, while dreaming about Snakes fighting through Jello.
Originally posted by PunkRock You forgot M5Power's posts! These things are scarier than spiders attacking Barney, who was smoking a Bong with the Teletubbies and the Bananas in Pajamas, while dreaming about Snakes fighting through Jello.
Burning couches falling from 7-story parking garages - I hate it when they fall on my head. I am normally the one throwing them off the top of the building actually Parking garages
Haven't seen the inside yet, though if the inside can be judged from the outside, I'd say... chalk this one up as a rare loss for a new Nissan/Infiniti product. Actually, counting the Infiniti FX45, that's two straight.
Originally posted by M5Power Haven't seen the inside yet, though if the inside can be judged from the outside, I'd say... chalk this one up as a rare loss for a new Nissan/Infiniti product. Actually, counting the Infiniti FX45, that's two straight.
Carnies. The real threat to Americans. I say bomb them first.
There is that crazy old bag who walks up and down State Road 7 and in and out of traffic. She flicks people off, shouts, and wanders around intersections. What a waste...she's probably given birth to a carnie or three.
Good thing the tallest parking garage around here is 6 stories.
Bugs and small spaces. My only two fears. I don't know if they're healthy or not.
With bugs it's not so much how big they are it's how creepy they are. A little green plant bug is fascinating to me and I'll let on crawl around my hand while I stare at it. But other bugs, ususally flying ones, and usually brown or black, freaks me out to an irrational degree. In Arizona we have these things called sewer roaches. The get in your house by coming up through drains. They are very big, three or four inches, not including legs. And they fly. We don't get them any more but in the old house we had maybe five in a year and a half. Usually one of my cats would find it. First I'd have to get it away from them and then finish it off because they'd just play with it. Then I have to pick it up . That requires a half a roll of paper towels because I can't handle feeling it in there. My wife laughs her ass off watching me throw shoes at it and freak out picking it up.
Small spaces cause me to panic. But they have to be pretty small with no easy way out. I can't watch people scuba dive in caves. I feel like I'm suffocating. Tunnels freak me out too, but only if I can't see either end.
So I'm going to go on a PC campaighn against Klos. He's so insensitive.
I get disoriented by staring at tall things, not suire why, but it feels as if my legs are coming out from under me, a really uneasy feeling. (Sort of an opposite of looking down from tall places.)
I would get my parents to buy that, if I didn't already force them into buying the IS200 and it's probably better than an A4 estate (or whatever audi call them).
. That requires a half a roll of paper towels because I can't handle feeling it in there. My wife laughs her ass off watching me throw shoes at it and freak out picking it up.
