Here’s the thing about phobias and paranoia: it only has to happen to you once for it to be totally justified. Which is why some of these seem totally plausible to me.
I’ve just thought about another one while I was sitting here writing this: I’m always afraid to sneeze while I’m driving because of that 0.000000000001 percent chance that something will dart in front of my car and I won’t see it in time.
Alright, now it’s time to see what you guys are afraid of. Let’s add some more to my list of fears—why not!
Also, what are some of you, Grapes of Wrath characters brought to life with all of your snake running-overs? Jeeze.
They won’t get you if you lift.
Chain Of Disaster (Maximus Decimus Meridius)
One thing leads to another.
Do You Want Ants? (fablevision)
Because you’ll never be the same.
Motorcycle Equals Death (VajazzleMcDildertits)
The missus says so.
Run from the water!
Cigarette Burn (kafromet)
For the record, I hate it when people just toss cigarettes out the window.
As a fellow shopper, I feel your pain. But for me, it was the Boots That Got Away. And now, 10 years later, I’m still thinking about them.
Jumanji, The Garage Edition (FatWill)
And nobody died! Hey!
Self-Destruct (For Sweden)
Explosion is the only way to go.
Section Missing (SwampyDoggie)
Never to be seen or heard from again.
You Trippin’ (Lotus496)
You’d probably also go to jail.
I think that’s still a good habit to exercise.