SteelStallion said:
Really?
I laughed at it the first time I saw it.
OT:I'm scared of heights.
But I still say that's perfectly rational, and if you're comfortable at 40,000 feet in the air, there is something wrong with you, not me!
I used to be scared of the dark though, because I saw things in it, and that fear was given to me by my Dad, who told me that there were bats or vampires in the closet or something when in reality there was his porn mags, so ever since we moved I kept the closet light on until I got over it.
Wonderful Dad, amirite?
I also used to have a fear of toilets, YES THAT'S RIGHT, FUCKING TOILETS.
Now hold your horses with the teasing, I still used them, it's just that when I flushed them, I ran the fuck away.
Now lemme explain this one:
My Aunt Rhonda came over to watch me while my parents went out to wherever the hell, and she decided to watch the horror movie
Candyman.
I had gone to the bathroom before anything scary happened, before I even knew it was
going to be scary, and on my way back, I get the wonderful, horrifying sound of murder and screaming. I was then sitting in the hallway for about two hours for fear of walking out and seeing scary shit/the Candyman.
Fun!
You know, I just realized, more than half my relatives are total pricks.