Phobias

[andyhinch]

I don’t mind heights

however the old ‘don’t look down’ I find odd. It’s looking up that makes me dizzy for some reason, legs proper go

It’s like being afraid of just about anything, it tends to be in your hands, see a crocodile don’t put your hand in its mouth, it mostly wants to fuck off like everything else

 

[purplenose]

Used to be spiders which always did annoy me as I am pretty much fearless with regard to wildlife otherwise.

Anyway when I was 30 I went back packing to S.E. Asia, first night anywhere rural in a wooden hut goes without saying there was a fucking Tarantula on the ceiling. So it was either get over it or abandon the trip and fly back home. The following day with the help of an elderley local gentlemen some very strong rice wine, a bubbly pipe thing, and a box of massive spiders we managed to cure the fear.

So much so that in the years since I have regularly handled Tarantulas including the Goliath Bird eater. I have actually been bitten by a Salmon pink bird eater when some little prick fired a water pistol at it whilst it was on my hand.

I do have a fear of cash points and using them gives me a panic attack and sends my heart racing other than that I am phobia free I think.

 

[purplenose]

It’s like being afraid of just about anything, it tends to be in your hands, see a crocodile don’t put your hand in its mouth, it mostly wants to fuck off like everything else

That actually reminds me of one time I was scared shitless, I went to the grab a granny night at the Acton Court once, Crocodiles would have been a piece of piss compared to what lurked in there of a Sunday evening.

 

[andyhinch]

That actually reminds me of one time I was scared shitless, I went to the grab a granny night at the Acton Court once, Crocodiles would have been a piece of piss compared to what lurked in there of a Sunday evening.

Thursday night if I remember correctly was the night to go. So I’m told

 

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Thursday night if I remember correctly was the night to go. So I’m told

I was'nt going any night after my first visit, I was never traumatised like that again until I drank far to much Caffreys in the Fiveways when they had a Karaoke one night and was nearly eaten by a hippocrocapig whilst having a joint in the car park.

 

[andyhinch]

Thursday night if I remember correctly was the night to go. So I’m told

Edit I’ve got one memory in my head, a mate of mine just said to a lady, one dance one shag and I’m sure it was a Thursday, about the only time I went in and I lived round the corner

 

[andyhinch]

I was'nt going any night after my first visit, I was never traumatised like that again until I drank far to much Caffreys in the Fiveways when they had a Karaoke one night and was nearly eaten by a hippocrocapig whilst having a joint in the car park.

See my edit

 

[andyhinch]

That actually reminds me of one time I was scared shitless, I went to the grab a granny night at the Acton Court once, Crocodiles would have been a piece of piss compared to what lurked in there of a Sunday evening.

Ps did you never run the risk in the Boo you didn’t know if you should shag them or fight them, you’d be scarred for life either way ;-)

 

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See my edit

I have and I have to doff my cap to your mate who must have been a very brave man indeed. A friend of mine who was in the parachute regiment was fond of visiting it, but then they will shag the crack of dawn if they can find the hairs round it.

 

[purplenose]

Ps did you never run the risk in the Boo you didn’t know if you should shag them or fight them, you’d be scarred for life either way ;-)

Oh yes I visited the boo on several occasions always rat arsed before arrival and am one of the few blokes to go in there and fail miserably to pull, the place was cursed not once did I get a shag out of there and it was not for the lack of trying.