tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322370990154745086.post267811970711987353..comments2023-06-29T03:29:43.136-07:00Comments on Finding My Quack: My top five completely irrational phobiasThe Singing Duckhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11475284931406289736noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322370990154745086.post-23265148950800910812012-06-21T01:59:37.225-07:002012-06-21T01:59:37.225-07:00Until I bled, yes! I didn't scrape it down to ...Until I bled, yes! I didn't scrape it down to the bone or anything...The Singing Duckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11475284931406289736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322370990154745086.post-12805682147177797552012-06-21T01:55:52.559-07:002012-06-21T01:55:52.559-07:00You scraped the skin off your finger?!You scraped the skin off your finger?!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1322370990154745086.post-41911875043011150902012-06-20T15:28:11.128-07:002012-06-20T15:28:11.128-07:00I love that you shared these! I used to gag on gra...I love that you shared these! I used to gag on grapes unless they were peeled and be afraid of rocks (mainly because they might have had worms under them, or more likely skeletons.) Your description of fainting at milk made me lol because it was so familiar. Thanks for this!<br /><br />(BTW, being afraid of brushes on rugs isn't irrational at all, it makes the worst sound after fingernails on teflon.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com