Obviously we all gotta be afriad of something, so here's what would really freak me out just thinking about them happening:

...Drowning

...Waking up to find a huge fucking spider at the end of my bed

...To be home alone and to hear a window smash upstairs

...Walking out of a building, only to find my car on cinder blocks.

CHUBBY returning.

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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.

Ecological instability leading to the demise of cnivilization and chaos. I see my family and self getting gunned down by morons who want our Ohio blue tip matches.

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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet

Abetor.

...spiders
...having my phone stolen (again)
...someone breaking into my house
...failing my leaving cert
...centipeeds
...having my balls blown off with a shotgun

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Poo perhaps?

Two words: Buried alive.

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Worst Fear=

Being put into a very small spacecraft in which I cannot move, there is an IV connected to me and enough oxygen capable of keeping me alive for many many years, then being shot into space towards the balckness. Forever alone, in a small space, moving forward into nothing untill I eventually die.

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I hate it that happens.

Ah... heights without support (ie. I can't feel what is holding me up) and paralysis... If someone sits on me so I can't move (which my older cousins used to do quite often), it's terrifying.

This one time my class went on a trip and we were shuffling across wire many feet in the air while being strapped to a safety line. ( It was for some abstract purpose. I think it was team building.) The guy running it kept trying to convince me that there was absolutely no reason for my fears and I kept trying to convince him that there was absolutely no reason for the activity. Anyway, I ended up going halfway across and then coming down because I was shaking too much. Three cheers for compromise!

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Being tickled. I hate that feeling. Seriously.

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My worst fear is hooking up with someone I met on StripCreator.

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...heights. I can't even go on the roof of my house anymore I'm too freaked.

...being helpless. Tons of stuff can fit into this category. Buried alive, paralysis, being shot into space unable to move, etc.

...John Cougar Mellencamp

...bugs. Bees and spiders mostly, but they all creep me out. Except for moths, they're really neat.

...dying without saying goodbye.

...being alone.

...my future (or lack of future).

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Heights marginally scare me more than most people, but I can deal with them. I just won't get too close to the edge. I get overly cautious when I'm up really high.

Unknown insects. Things that look like they could be dangerous (some spiders, scorpions, certain large beetles) and snakes I don't know to be harmless.

People who are just a little *too* happy freak me right the fuck out.

Strangulation. I can't even wear a necklace, it makes me feel constricted. That's why I HATE ties. They make me feel like I can't breathe. I know that's common, but I'm talking, I will start getting freaked out after a while. And someone's hand coming anywhere near my neck makes me feel like I'm choking already.

And barriers. When I'm driving, and I come up to a walled area (like when they're working) I always get freaked out, feeling like I'm gonna hit the wall or something. That was compounded further when I was going down to San Fran for a show once. We heard this tremendous "THUNK, SHATTER" sound. We looked back and there was windshield all over our side of the road. Some idiot had slammed into the divider at a pretty good speed somehow. It was a damn mess. There were still pieces of the goddamn car that hit it all over the road the next day.

None of these are truly debilitating, but they are annoying. The only one that could really cause a problem is my claustrophobia. I saw an episode of Mythbusters where Adam was locked under a bunch of dirt for a few minutes, and I could feel my heart stopping... I can be okay in like, a closet or something, but I would have some severe problems if I were locked away in a tight space.

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My worst fears are:

waking up to find an old lady standing next to my bed

having lost my taste in eating

when nothing makes sense any more!!!!!!!!

the world comes to an end

being engulfed by evil pandas, monkeys, anything that is creepy!!!!

Heights (not the fall itself I'm worried about, its the stopping at the bottom that does)

Spiders (not daddy long legs ones however... I think they're adorable)

Being in charge of my siblings when alone at night. (Being alone has no bearing on me, nor does babysitting bother me during the day.)

Extreme cold temperatures. For some reason , it freaks me out.

Being naked. No explanation needed.

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President Hillary Clinton

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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet

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There was once a man who said:"nothing is true!". Although later it was found out that he was lying.

My newest worst fear is all-of-a-sudden becoming retarded and gay as punishment from some higher power, or becoming impotent

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I dumb :D

I hardly see becoming gay as a punishment.

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If I'm understanding right, it's the becoming gay and retarded simultaniously that would be the punishment, probably because it's so hard to find a good retarded gay bar.

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Being gay and retarded was my ironic punishment for making fun of retarded people and gay or gay retards or retarded gays.....I have nothing against gay people, expect when they grab my junk in the NIght Owl bar and i am forced to kick the shit out of them then be kicked out and banned from the bar...:(

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Oh man, that is pretty bad. Do you think being retarded is more inhibitive in a gay sex life or a straight sex life?

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I have a filmstrip from 1975 about Sex Education For "Trainables" (must have been the hip term back then). Better than Gigli.

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Oh man, that is pretty bad. Do you think being retarded is more inhibitive in a gay sex life or a straight sex life?

Gay men are known to be snappy dressers and often well-versed. Nascar fans get married.

Nuff said.

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