Monday, June 20, 2005

My skin begins to crawl...

10 Comments:

At 10:10 AM, Blogger Heather said...

...when I see that title (EXTRA!) The kids in Cambodia...

It sounds like that part in an infomercial where the announcer says, "If you call in the next thirty seconds, you'll receive an EXTRA Magic! Toilet! Wand!"

WTF was I thinking??? I wasn't thinking. That's the only logical conclusion to draw. I simply wasn't thinking. Hopefully lesson learned.

 
At 10:23 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Extra--now with more Sneed!

Because every one needs a Sneed!

 
At 10:25 AM, Blogger Phoenixwaller said...

... when I am writing and realize that it is time to write something truly evil. Granted I am writing horror, but why do I have to think of the evil things.

... when I see a spider.

... when the news starts to implicate that my rights will be restricted because of the wishes of a minority.

... when I see those sonic commercials.

 
At 10:37 AM, Blogger Heather said...

I. LOVE. DR. SEUSS.

 
At 10:55 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

i liked the Lorax--he spoke for the trees.

spiders make my skin crawl....as do...

most politicians

people who think they have the right to use force to make others belive the way they do

zombies

that paris hilton comercial

michael jackson

fanatics of all stripes

 
At 1:26 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

when i see the ant traps in our kitchen just TEEMING with ants. guess i should take the recycling out more frequently, huh?

 
At 1:43 PM, Blogger Heather said...

When I was in Mississippi, I once saw a cockroach the size of an egg crawling out the hole in the wall that was intended for the cable wire. Oh, the cable was also coming through the hole - but that didn't deter the cockroach. He just squeezed his bowling-ball sized body between the cable and the wall. I now see that I will never get away from that image.

 
At 2:48 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

yeah-thanks alot for sharing that QoB---now I'll never get it out of my head either....

 
At 12:17 PM, Blogger _Eve_ said...

when I see a screwdriver. (When I was a kid, I saw the Night of the living Dead remake, and there was just a zombie head sitting there on the table, and then it spoke. 'Get that d*mn screwdriver out of my head.' is what it said, and I know it was supposed to be funny, but it just gave me the creeps. Never looked at another screwdriver the same way again.)

 
At 8:32 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

...when I have to touch fish.

 

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