sherm03 wrote: Scared to death of clowns. It used to be that I couldn't even see pictures of clowns without freaking out. Now I can see one in a picture...but still can't see them on TV or in real life without almost hyperventilating.

Be thankful that you can't see most of us.

the raw beef is on my hands....no it is on my spatula...wash the spatula, wash the hands...wash them again and again. Is the hamburger cooked enough...NO!...wash the spatula, wash the hands.



anybody want to come over for a cookout?

killdeer wrote: the raw beef is on my hands....no it is on my spatula...wash the spatula, wash the hands...wash them again and again. Is the hamburger cooked enough...NO!...wash the spatula, wash the hands.



anybody want to come over for a cookout?

Burgers cooked to recommended temps = hockey pucks

^^^wash the hands, wash the spatula, wash the hands, then get some antibacterial hand wash. then serve the burgers. well done.

For Sherm:









Never understood how people were scared of clowns. They are annoying as shit, but not scary.

That has Sherm cowering under his bed at the moment!

Those are creepy as fuck dwc!

I guess I'm not totally over seeing them in pictures...because those freaked the shit outta me!

LOL...............are you holding a firearm to shoot them clowns if they approach you?

tk421 wrote:

CenterBHSFan wrote:

majorspark wrote:

tk421 wrote: It's a facehugger. AAAAAHHHH.

Don't they say spiders crawl into your mouth while you sleep?

I read that too in an email a long time ago.
yikes!

That one looks like it wants to couple with your head, though. You'd have to have a huge mouth for that.

That's what I'm looking for!!!!

Uhh...well, that might have sounded creepy or something...


For me, there's only one fear not related to spiders (and probably snakes, too...and scorpions and pretty much everything in that weird-ass "you're not a mammal or bird...WTF are you!!!!" genre).

That be Alzheimer's, as there is a history of that (dad, grandmother) in my family. I was pretty young (elementary school) with my GM, but I was out of college with my dad, so I got the full fucking lesson on what it's like to deal with that. No way I'd wish that on anyone. If I continue that family tradition, I'm going out seppuku-style.