tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post7131827906734868124..comments2023-10-14T09:44:21.840-05:00Comments on People I Want to Punch in the Throat: Getting to Know You is Like Looking in a MirrorJen Piwtpitthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09576108150881254072noreply@blogger.comBlogger167125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-73125594435138365472017-04-01T05:34:58.170-05:002017-04-01T05:34:58.170-05:00People who say 'pleece' instead of 'po...People who say 'pleece' instead of 'police' and 'seckertree' instead of 'secretary' are likely to get the Vulcan death stare from me.<br /><br />God didn't create spiders. The devil did. Because nothing needs to be so ugly and NOTHING needs to be able to walk across the freaking ceiling without being subject to gravity. And nothing, but nothing, needs more than four legs.<br /><br />I hate people who sniff. Use a tissue, and blow your nose ffs.<br /><br />Do not EVER eat a banana anywhere near me. I don't like anything at all about them; the smell, the taste, the sight.RainbowChazer's Reviewshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11636845414096680371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-44453432446808878332015-02-17T13:34:23.345-06:002015-02-17T13:34:23.345-06:00My words are jewelry and Valentine, and the phrase...My words are jewelry and Valentine, and the phrase, a whole other or another. joo-la-ree, valentimez, and 'a whole nother' make me nuts!Shawna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/00512366790637985667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-64769565869503506662015-01-23T02:24:36.093-06:002015-01-23T02:24:36.093-06:00I despise auto-correct. If I post something withou...I despise auto-correct. If I post something without proofing it twice, I will ALWAYS find either an auto-correct error or a word suggestion error. I'd shut it off, but my tablet shuts off ALL spell check without it!<br /><br />I swear, I'm still fretting over the "a" that should have been an "an" in an earlier comment. Of course, that leads to another issue, all together. Though, I think that nit-picky, perfectionist stuff comes with being an editor. That's what I tell myself anyway. =/Azaliah Yadinahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11935734391860574507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-66130637321161235112015-01-23T01:54:48.459-06:002015-01-23T01:54:48.459-06:00Yes they are.Yes they are.Azaliah Yadinahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11935734391860574507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-50959590793116475532015-01-23T01:43:27.968-06:002015-01-23T01:43:27.968-06:00Zoloft? Just sayin.Zoloft? Just sayin.Azaliah Yadinahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11935734391860574507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-44253145703134196922015-01-21T16:59:44.432-06:002015-01-21T16:59:44.432-06:00"Titties" drives me bonkers. I cannot st..."Titties" drives me bonkers. I cannot stand that word. And feet? I'm with you, they skeeve me out. People who post foot pictures on Facebook make me crazy. Don't do it, people! Also? My husband has monkey feet. Luckily, he's not a fan of sandals. Linda Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285985403444531922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-86650318976986713392015-01-21T11:03:17.623-06:002015-01-21T11:03:17.623-06:00I also eat odd numbers of things! And volume on TV...I also eat odd numbers of things! And volume on TV must be set on an odd number. And in the movies or theatre, I always sit on the seat with an odd number.tamckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10829669249898644769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-20610261373526689332015-01-16T20:10:40.353-06:002015-01-16T20:10:40.353-06:00My nephew cannot stand to look at feet. We spent ...My nephew cannot stand to look at feet. We spent a week at the beach and I had to force him to take his socks off every day when we went on the sand. (He's 19)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-51662047377150444032015-01-16T13:05:32.864-06:002015-01-16T13:05:32.864-06:00Gummy smiles freak me out too. Big teeth, in gene...Gummy smiles freak me out too. Big teeth, in general...eek.willowbird35https://www.blogger.com/profile/18279726036560195237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-64106448925485755212015-01-16T13:03:59.624-06:002015-01-16T13:03:59.624-06:00I am terrified of midgets. I feel guilty about th...I am terrified of midgets. I feel guilty about this because I know their lives are difficult and often riddled with surgeries for malformed bones and such. But if I see one out in public, I withdraw immediately and go the other way. I am terrified they will touch me. I am afraid of clowns because of their over-exaggerated features and midgets have this same issue (big heads, little hands and feet, etc.). I am not proud of this fear but it is there nonetheless. Please don't hate on me about it. It's just who I am. I am also terrified of blown up balloons and the sound they make if you rub them or try to pop them. I know where this fear comes from but I won't go into it. I hate rain on me - especially my hair when I have just washed and dried it. It makes me feel contaminated somehow. I never put this stuff down in writing before and now that I see it, I feel like a real freak. LOLwillowbird35https://www.blogger.com/profile/18279726036560195237noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-84746763848042135512015-01-16T12:20:06.932-06:002015-01-16T12:20:06.932-06:00I dig feet and I LOVE teeth-first thing I look at ...I dig feet and I LOVE teeth-first thing I look at in a man. As for words: Scab and Pus..gross me out!!! I fell into a street grate while running one time and now I am petrified. I hate escalators and refuse to get on an elevator with too many people. As for pet PEEVE: people who hum. No one is that freaking happy! The only explanation I have is they have voices in their head. JODI AND ADAMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09869740343371558324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-84871415700514453352014-10-23T20:53:32.922-05:002014-10-23T20:53:32.922-05:00Honestly, even when you kill a roach it still cont...Honestly, even when you kill a roach it still continues moving....there's nothing irrational about that fear!!!<br /><br />I can hear them walking around and will freak. And if I see one, I will not be able to sleep at all that night.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-61664134370707355392014-08-04T22:37:43.263-05:002014-08-04T22:37:43.263-05:00Clowns. And monkeys. And Caillou. He's creepy....Clowns. And monkeys. And Caillou. He's creepy.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06539450247631193231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-73286708896635637422014-07-31T21:01:46.104-05:002014-07-31T21:01:46.104-05:00@Jen - everyone hears vulva when I tell them about...@Jen - everyone hears vulva when I tell them about my double uvula ;). I dont even say that word anymore. ray of sunshinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06974842566695830696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-41776285760413483192014-07-29T10:07:38.321-05:002014-07-29T10:07:38.321-05:00I hate microfiber sheets even more!I hate microfiber sheets even more!Teresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05465904756102754709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-20588046766255705602014-07-29T09:39:46.871-05:002014-07-29T09:39:46.871-05:00Whistling. My husband does it on purpose to irrita...Whistling. My husband does it on purpose to irritate me. I hate him when he does that. I just want to rip his lips off his face. And he also has monkey toes that I make fun of all the time. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-23247015013058275712014-07-29T09:14:24.057-05:002014-07-29T09:14:24.057-05:00Lisa, NOT lease (spelling for pronunciation)! How ...Lisa, NOT lease (spelling for pronunciation)! How hard is it to add an 'uh at the end? Not rocket science! LED522https://www.blogger.com/profile/06815477672369112911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-855716442614016602014-07-29T09:08:10.434-05:002014-07-29T09:08:10.434-05:00Nina just made me throw up my breakfast! No joke! ...Nina just made me throw up my breakfast! No joke! I can not stand hair, even my own. I especially cant have it on my hands. Wrapped around my fingers is even worse. I have thrown up more than once in the shower because I can't get the hair off my hands. Wet on my hands is the worst!<br />I also won't clean my own hair brush. If it gets too full I throw it away and buy a new one. LED522https://www.blogger.com/profile/06815477672369112911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-78310655443907147872014-07-29T08:56:33.157-05:002014-07-29T08:56:33.157-05:00I do the same with my Lucky Charms. Only I then ha...I do the same with my Lucky Charms. Only I then have to count the marshmallows as I eat then. Roughly 50 give or take, a bowl.LED522https://www.blogger.com/profile/06815477672369112911noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-19185650521230357792014-07-28T22:41:46.662-05:002014-07-28T22:41:46.662-05:00My thing is people (not children) with what I refe...My thing is people (not children) with what I refer to as "baby teeth" or "goose teeth". They just have tiny teeth with lots of gummage...Just creepy to me. I will avoid people who have this "condition" so I don't embarrass myself because I can't stop staring with my "eww face". Rachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09872649061246107311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-6078920809423352202014-07-28T22:33:30.048-05:002014-07-28T22:33:30.048-05:00My words are Library and Wash. I will ALWAYS corr...My words are Library and Wash. I will ALWAYS correct someone that says "lie-berry" or "warsh"...no matter how old they are. Rachhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09872649061246107311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-43773924746727808142014-07-28T19:07:53.546-05:002014-07-28T19:07:53.546-05:00Snot..it makes me gag..a runny nose..ick..my husba...Snot..it makes me gag..a runny nose..ick..my husband has allergies always has a runny nose, snot dripping, running out of the nose!! Yuck, sick, makes my stomach turn!!! Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04524135343553970852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-4012729783615238442014-07-28T18:08:43.604-05:002014-07-28T18:08:43.604-05:00So, to totally skeeve you out, I can make my toes ...So, to totally skeeve you out, I can make my toes do the worm. They're like little double-jointed nubbins. I think we also share a vestigial pinkie toe gene!Brittanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18222826244140140453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-81859224466102593032014-07-28T13:54:52.020-05:002014-07-28T13:54:52.020-05:00Summer night, open window, bedside lamp on, fast a...Summer night, open window, bedside lamp on, fast asleep with my mouth wide open. Moths are EVIL. That is all.....Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15952980642193650832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5984487997306130330.post-22227834929556199122014-07-28T13:20:53.115-05:002014-07-28T13:20:53.115-05:00Good God...moths...horrible.Good God...moths...horrible.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15653224482481917025noreply@blogger.com