Wednesday, July 18, 2012

when killing clowns - go for the juggler!

So what scares you?  I don't mean like a knife wielding psycho in your own (or Bates related ) bathroom.  I mean those "seemingly"  not making NORMAL (right - like normal is not just a setting on your dryer) sense sort of - I'm scared of this for really no reason but hey me and my analyst are okay with this - -- - (if I saw one - they would be on this!)

I am afraid of frogs.  all amphibians though I personally have never meet a Navy Seal and something tells me I'd much more want to kiss him than run . . . But that's another post.

I hate them.  Irrationally.  I know that.  My super awesome - sees and fixes people's brains for realsies Master's in Psychology and all that official shit -  SISTER Kristen - (almost like SISTER CHRISTIAN but cuter and blonder and less Night Ranger) is afraid of  . . . spiders.  Like crazy.  I can kill them no major (only some minor creep factor = but I GOT THIS ONE!)  problems - YES!

Yet.  I freaking hate frogs and snakes.  I run.  a lot.  in swamps - yeah.  fix me now.  that's where I live.  and work.  I'd like to say for the record - I thought that little dead bird that made me jump - perhaps a little higher than my SUV - LOOKED a lot like a frog.  it did.  no lie

I can't fix this.  I just hate them.  THOUGH - progress made - the little I MEAN LITTLE like pinky toe nail little ones are kinda cute.  In a future serial killer sort of way.

I just can't - I get that.  But clowns?  HUH?  They are just lame in my book - like freaking mimes.  Lord?  If you can do something funny and if Roger Moore can dress up and look like a moron - oh wait he's not my favorite Bond - not scary just not my personal favorite creature. . . clowns are just a "persona" - that Stephen King decided to make super evil - til some chick in a SUV decided his ass needed to go DOWN . . . oh well.  I read his writing.  up until after The Shining. " Officious little prick . . . " had me at hello.  course I was 11.  After that I got most of it though he lost me.  Lost his muse or whatever - I digress. . . .

Then there was Rob.  Rob Zombie who brought us the illustrious Cap't Spaulding.  Still one of my favorite movies I can't ever watch again.  (house of a thousand corpses and the devils rejects - but who's counting)

I'd love to hear your irrational fears.  They are irrational for a reason. - I know some OCD crazy people and love them dearly and there are a few of you who border on the ready for the nut house category in some regard but I am so NOT judge or jury so feel free to share.  I won't tell - many . . .




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