Today my mom saw two mice in our house.

Tonight I'm sleeping somewhere else.

Anyone else have a fear of any of mother nature's creatures?

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It's grime time.

the wolfman is a scary dude.

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Batman created by Bob Kane

We are starting a cattery to breed maine coon cats. We have two boys who are raring to mate and a 6-month old girl who is going into heat for the first time but won't really be ready to mate until she is a yer old. So while she is in heat, at least, we're keeping them separated. Either the girl or the boys will be in the bedroom and the other(s) will have the run of the house along with the other (fixed) cats.

Well, the other night we were sleeping with Gizmo (the girl) in the room. It must have been warm because I had apparently pushed down my covers in my sleep. I was sleeping on my side.

It's at this point I should tell you that my preferred sleepwear is a nightshirt. Which must have ridden up in my sleep, leaving my bare ass exposed.

(You know where this is going, don't you?)

I awoke in the middle of the night to a very strange sensation. Something like... sandpaper.

The kitten was licking the crack of my ass.

I moved her away, of course. And a good thing, too...

That strap-on she was wearing was enormous.

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...Trot and Cap'n Bill were free from anxiety and care. Button-Bright never worried about anything. The Scarecrow, not being able to sleep, looked out of the window and tried to count the stars.

I don't like flying insects. ESPECIALLY ones with strap-ons.

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the kid's getting old, the kid's getting old

Spiders need to die

I have a phobia for wasps because they're crazy and just don't give a shit.
The phobia started when I was playing hide and seek once, I hid under this large, sloping piece of machinery at a construction site. I was standing up, just beneath a huge metal thing, looking away from it. Then someone stabbed me in the back with a hot screwdriver about 10 or 15 times. I looked back and saw a mud nest stuck to the thing with a whole fleet of wasps hovering a foot behind me, just looking at me. Waiting.
I ran screaming. I could tell you irrational fear wasp stories till the cows come home, but I won't.
I'm also afraid of medium to large unattended dogs outdoors. They've tried to kill me too many times.
Also, there's a werewolf that lives in my attic.

I'm afraid of bears, but if I avoid certain clubs in a certain part of town, they pretty much leave me alone.

All animals are friends, no matter how frittening.

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The dictator of love and his weapon of mass destruction

You know those dreams some people have about falling off a cliff, snapping awake suddenly just as they're going to hit the ground? Well, ever since I was little, I've had dreams where I'm watching an animal, usually a frog, sitting very still. I watch it intently, knowing it's about to *jump* and I know that when it does, I must try not to be startled. Then it suddenly *jumps* and scares the utter crap out of me and I snap awake.

I once had a dream about a white, furry alligator too.

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"Mediocre people do exceptional things all the time." --OK Go

I like the animals that taste good.

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I wanted my half in the middle and I wound up on the edge.

I think this was begun as a place for men to vent their illogical fears, but I'm adding to it anyway.

1. Flying insects. They know I'm scared of them and dive bomb me everytime I'm outside.

2. Large groups of birds. One or two is okay, but if you've ever been to Jeffo Boulevard and 141 in Arnold, MO, you know just how large a group of birds can get.

3. Allegators, Nessy, Champ. Large animals that live in water.

4. Snakes.

5. Bison.

6. Dogs. Always have been, always will be. My own dog scares me more than any other because he knows where I sleep.

7. Mice/Rats.

8. Moose.

9. Bigfoot.

10. Sharks & Whales.

Have I named every animal on earth aside from deer, bats, and cats? Because that's what I meant to do. I'm a girl, I have fears. It's a wonder I can even venture out of my house at all.

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Mediocrity at its most average.

All I can say is, blame your parents. Barring some traumatic event, irrational fears usually come from them. I was lucky that my parents tried to avoid giving me any of those, especially when it came to animals. I brought all kinds of shit into the house. I later learned that my mom was sort of freaked out by spiders and snakes, but kept it in and learned to not be for my benefit.

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8===D

I don't like groups of chickens for some reason. I lived next to a small chicken farm and everytime I went there and they had me kill a rabbit the chickens always attacked me, unfortunatly I was not allowed to kill the chickens...

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I dumb :D

I like pretty much all reptiles, insects, arachnids, etc.

Except centipedes. Those little fuckers are NASTY! And they were 10 feet long in the Silurian! If I saw one of those coming at me, I probably would have died from fright. And if you smile at them and they count your teeth, however many teeth they count is how long you have to live.

Spiders don't bother me unless I see a brown recluse. If I'm going to be bit by something poisonous, I'd rather it be a neurotoxin than necrotizing toxin.

And I've been stung by wasps so many times that they cease to be anything more than a nuisance.

But Wyoming doesn't really have insects. Some mosquitoes show up for a couple weeks in spring and a housefly followed boorite and I around the state this summer. Other than that, bug free.

Except for the black widows living in the basement of my old apartment.

I'm afraid of hairy clams that bite
Oh...and cats that queef!

There are a few things that I'm scared of, but I'm manly enough to just suck it up and deal with it and not look like a complete girl.

However, if one of these comes anywhere near me, I'll scream and run away leaving all dignity behind.

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Dad was flammable

Oh, drink a pint, Paddy, it'll be OK.

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"And Wirthling isn't worth the paper he isn't printed on."

Paddy?

You seem to have confused me with some kind of Irish person.

MON THE HOOPS!

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Dad was flammable

those big fucking black bees used to scare the shit out of me as a kid

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what if nigger meant kite

also, the undead

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what if nigger meant kite

Spiders.

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possible savior probable SEX MACHINE

I have pet rats, for all you rat-o-phobes to ponder.

I hate bees and wasps. Just hate 'em.

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I has a flavor!

When I was a toddler, a huge black spider fell into the bathtub with me and I havent recovered since. If I see a spider, it will be a dead spider very quickly, but I'll feel like I have em crawling all over me for hours later. I'm always afraid that when my pillow falls behind my bed, I'll pull it up and it'll have a wolf spider, black widow, or brown recluse on it.

I grew up in a swamp, I can pick up bugs, daddy long legs (they're really not spiders, they're arachnids of the classification "harvester") snakes, frogs, lizards, newts of all kinds and think they're downright cute (I had a crab as an aquarium pet for a short stint) but if a spider comes near me, I'll freak.

My mother still doesnt understand me :|

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I will rate you hard, and unendingly.

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There are a few things that I'm scared of, but I'm manly enough to just suck it up and deal with it and not look like a complete girl.

However, if one of these comes anywhere near me, I'll scream and run away leaving all dignity behind.

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With a few exceptions ...

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ken.kaufman@gmail.com