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What things make you go 'bejibbly-jibbly'?
You know... that shaking/grimacing/groaning feeling that many get when someone runs their nails down a blackboard. But what else does it for you?
Me = that horrid air-sucking device that dentists use... I make them let me get up and spit. Mrs. BlueLine = the idea of chewing (or watching someone chew) on felt or cotton. What about you? |
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PS - I sometimes chew on my (cotton) undershirt when Mrs. BlueLine is looking, just to see her squirm. And then she beats me, which I deserve. |
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No, that picture really does give me the "bejibbly-jibblys" Also, any rought texture or uneven, such as coral, brushing over my teeth. |
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Isn't there also something about chewing tinfoil that is supposed to do it for some people? |
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For me, it's the thought of fingernails or toenails tearing off past the line where they are attached to the body. Ick. Just ick. I can read the goriest, bloodiest, most horrible passage in any book and be fine, until they start talking about someone grabbing for the edge of the cliff and missing, and fingernails peeling back ("Like wet decals" is how it was put in one book). My husband, who is well familiar with this little bugaboo of mine, sometimes takes great pleasure in showing me such a ripped nail, and telling me how he's just gonna yank it off. I, in the meantime, look for the nearest heavy, blunt object to hit him with.
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Does no one share my incurable hatred for that sucking tube at the Dentist's office?
No one else who wants to join me and my Legions in wiping that scourge from the face of orthodontistry? ...there can be only none! |
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Scraping the jagged edge of a coke bottlecap across a tiled floor.
jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie... |
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