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The spider thread just reminded me of this.

When I about 6 years old or so, I saw this show on TV where a snake went through the plumbing of the some house in Australia and ended up in the toilet, back through the plumbing somewhere else, then back in to the toilet. Not one of those pussy garter snakes either, like an eat your ass for breakfast snake. FUCK. THAT. SHIT. I checked for fucking snakes every time before I sat down to go to the bathroom, then I'd be on alert constantly checking every minute or so to make sure there was no surprise snake while I was in the middle of my business. That must have traumatized me for at least 5 years. We don't even have any crazy snakes here but that's not a risk I'm going to take.

i saw john carpenter's interpretation of "The Thing" when I was young.

dogs were watched carefully thereafter

you could've just flushed first.

When I was a kid I was watching some random horror movie in Mexico, it was all in Spanish but it was about these piranhas or some sort of angry fish that was travelling through plumbing and killing people in jacuzzi's or something stupid. All I know is it made me paranoid about every random little pipe/hole in hot tubs for like 3 years.

I also remember watching some National Geographic special on dangerous creatures and they had this scene of a black widow spider crawling across someone's body under their sheets while they were sleeping, and it made me freaked out about that for a good bit too. Spiders don't really bother me though it was just that scene that got to me. Probably because of all the other random shit that has stung me in bed when I was a kid.

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There's no worse feeling than that millisecond you're sure you are going to die after leaning your chair back a little too far.

i saw exactly that scene from that movie as a child while flipping through the channels at my grandmother's house.

freaky.

that snake in the toilet thing is a really common retard phobia among women. ladyfan, mother, sister and several cousins of mine are all victims. makes zero sense, like monster under the bed era stuff. you'd think the gender with external genitals would be more protective of their gear vs fanged toilet phantoms. not knocking you though chimp, they weren't fed a movie about pissed off toilet snakes.



stupid childhood thing:

walking home from school in 110 degree weather in phoenix, i encountered a dead cat. poked it with a stick for science, and without applying much force at all, the stick shooped straight into the cat. freaked out, it's a weird feeling actually stabbing another (once)living thing, so i reacted by pulling the stick out of its belly immediately, and all this watery red blood gushed out with it. the next day, the only remnant of the dead cat was a pile of fur. the event did not leave any stigma or phobia, but like how you'll never forget how to ride a bike, i'll never forget the fragility of the rotting sunbaked bellyflesh of a dead cat. was like shoving a toothpick through furry jello.

I had (still have) a problem like this.

Except it was an episode of X-files where an alien's head pops out of the toilet of a porta-potty. NowI horribly dislike using any toilet where I cannot see the bottom (porta-potties and outhouses). I pee at max distance and arc it in, and I always hover as much as possible.

this one time, i taunted a neighbors dog across the electric fence, took a big ass chunk out of my leg, since then i have been a small dog/puppy and cat person. (Age 12)

this one time i ran my head into the corner of a wall and had to go to the ER to get my forehead stitched back together. I now have a permanent Harry Potter scar on my forehead. (Age 5)

this one time, i went on a school ski field trip and after going down numerous black diamonds misread a sign and took the path to a trick slope, first jump backflip and head connecting to ice. 3 Hours later in the ER with a severe concussion and dehydration.

Things i have learned thus far: Large Dogs are assholes that don't know how to take a joke. Corners are not for running into. Reading is important in popular society.

Edit for relavance:

That one episode of "Are you afraid of the dark" with the fucking pool monster scared the shit out of me for 2-3 years.

Engi-nerd

All this head trauma certainly explains your brain damage.

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Right around the time of the OJ Simpson murder trial, I saw a made-for-tv CSI type film.

They were doing forensics shit, they sprayed the room that the murder took place with some type of chemical...and the person leading the fictional investigation stated that it will show where the blood was before it was cleaned up.

They turned out the lights, and the whole fucking room just about turned neon fucking green. Green was basically representing the blood from the murder under an ultraviolet light or something...

It was unreal, scared the shit out of me and I didn't sleep for like a week.

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Fucking. This.

Brawlsack

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A goose bit my penis when I was six, once.

Do you count that as your first bj?

Brawlsack

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What a great name. I feel like this should be something.

Ok, here are my couple of things to add.

The Grace Jones vampire move "Vamp". Number one, Grace Jones is scary in the daylight sourounde by cops, but as a vampire stripper, no thanks. I literally did not sleep for 4 days. My mom thought I was sick and was going to take me to the hospital and finally got me to sleep with the 80s version of Tylenol PM, aka a shitload of cough medicine.

Nightmare on Elm Street, I still wont watch those movies all the way through.

My best friend in NC and I actually got lost in the woods for a day, sun up to sun down. We lived at the end of our neighborhood which had at one time been all woods and farm land. At age 9 or so all the kids would play army or reinact Red Dawn all of the time. We took a wrong turn and did not realize where we were and found ourselves miles from home by mid day. When we finally backtracked, having eaten acorns and other stuff we knew to be fairly safe all day, we found a grocery store. We each bought a bunch of candy and sodas and got picked up by his mom on our way home. Our parents were more pissed that we stopped to get junk food and did not call from the store.

I have a several scars on my forehead from being a boy that did not know the meaning of safety, but the most memorable is the one on my head that my mother stitched up, on her desk at work. She is a retired corpsman in the Navy and while running from a snake in our back yard my brother ran under my feet and I fell into the porch on my clubhouse. Sunday evening in the middle of the bible belt means nothing is open. Since her office was closer than the ER she took me therre. I would not get on the desk so she could stitch up my head some marine that was there on weekend duty paid me a doller to do as my mom said, and I held on to that dollar the whole time she worked. What is funny, is that scar is by far the cleanest one I have ( I have 4 or 5 scars from ramming my head into things, nothing majory though). The absolute worst scar is from when I was four and the doctor strapped me to the table so tight I could not breath, big mark in the middle of my eyebrows.

9 level 90s and 10 85s, Damn I need another hobby.