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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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Stretching elastic bands. Drives me insane. I am careful not to do it myself (I usually cut them, rather than stretch them, to remove) but have been driven from meetings at work by someone idly playing with one.
Imagine the fear in my heart when I had to get rubber bands on my orthodontics. Argh! Particularly when coupled with the standard disgust of horrible things rubbing against teeth. I managed to get over it, mouth-wise, because the alternatives were unthinkable, but I still can't bear stretching elastics. I have a friend who can't bear foam, like what's inside cushions. |
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The thought of losing a body part. How do people deal with losing a whole arm, or a finger, or even an earlobe? Jibblie jibblie...
I swear, if I make it through life without anything getting lopped off, I will consider it a "win". |
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For me, it's anything cutting or entering the eyeball. I seem to recall a scene in The Exorcist that showed a needle entering Reagan's eye in the doctor's office (do I have the movie right?), and it bothered me a whole lot more than any head-twisting, pea-soup projectile vomiting, blood-n-gore scenes!
Believe it or not, though, I used to wear contact lenses. No problem with touching the eye gently, just violence to the eye bothers me. |
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Other similarly high-frequency noises, like sharpening a knife with one of those big metal tools.
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Oh yeah, and the idea of catheters. That really freaks me out. |
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The sound or very notion of the front and back side of a piece of cardboard being separated. Or two pieces of construction paper glues together being torn apart. Same sensation. Can't STAND it!
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utting my fingers in my ears::Lalalalalalaaaaaa. I can't heeeeeear yoooouu!
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Anything to do with the eyes. I can not watch my wife or daughter putting in their contacts. Getting my own eye dilated almost puts me in bed for the rest of the day.
Once, during a college class, the gal next to me was having some trouble, and she turned to me and said, "Where is it?" I didn't know what she meant until I followed the line of her finger up to her left eye where there was a blue contact lens way out in the corner of it. My eyes closed up like they'd been hit with pepper spray, and a firehose of tears cascaded down my cheeks. Oh, man. I am "crying" even as I type this, and having to blow my nose as well. I don't freak out at most things, including the sight of my own blood, but this just puts me out of action (sniff). |
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right now, the fact that the google ads at the bottom are for rubber bands and acrylic nails is making me go bejibbly-jibbly.
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Yup. Any violence against eyeballs or fingernails makes me cringe. I was only able to get through the first half or so of this thread. With squinting eyes and my hands clenched into fists, I flee cringing from this thread!
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For me it's peach fuzz. Touching it with my fingers, or worse, my toungue, makes me shudder violently.
norinew - I'm the same with fingernails. The very worst form of torture would be having bamboo splinters shoved under my nails. |
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I can't STAND the feel of paper -- any paper -- right after I take a bath, shower or wash my hands. It just feels too, I don't know, smooth or something when there isn't a bit of natural oil on the hands. I have to wait about a half hour after a bath to touch paper. It gives me the </Owen Meany> shivers <Owen Meany/>.
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Pumice stones; I can understand how it's a good thing to use these to remove hard skin from your feet, I just can't understand how your're supposed to hold them in your hand without...bejibbly...
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I watched a movie yesterday and they had to drill through a guy's skull. Icky Icky!!!! I was frantically searching for the remote to mute it and get some relief.
Also there is a picture on Snopes (click on the breast rash one) of a woman who had larve growing in her nipple. I know the picture is fake, but it still made me shiver for hours after I saw it. And now I looked again. Excuse me while I go in the corner and cry. |
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That really freaks me out too. Even though I've seen how the photo manipulation has been done, and I've seen seed pods like the ones which have been used in the manipulation, it still makes my stomach writhe everytime I see it. It's weird; for most other pictures, once I know they're fake I can look at them without any greater qualms, but that one.... uuugh.... I hate it when someone's eating and scrapes the fork against the plate so it squeals. It always makes the little hairs on my arms stand on end. Also, what others have said about teeth, eyes and fingernails. (Hmm, I didn't realize I'm such a squeamish person...) |
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The sound of a knife sawing through styrofoam, like in a cheap cooler. I have to walk away from that.
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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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I cannot stand the sound of, or seeing anyone brush their teeth.
Even myself. i can't be a mirror whern I brush my teeth, I have to look away, and I close my eyes to spit in the sink. Just the thought of that icky, slurpy sound and the sight of all that creepy, squicky foamy, spittl-y mess just makes me gag. |
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Watching someone blow up a balloon--I just know they're going to go too far and it will explode in their face.
And while this may sound silly--I get the same "fingernails on a chalkboard" feeling when I hear a kid say "yeah," "huh," "nope," "nah," or anything like that to an adult. Makes my ears crinkle. I know that not everyone is into "ma'am" or "sir", but a simple "yes" or "no" would sound a whole lot better and more respectful. (Yeah, I'm into respect towards adults--old fashioned, I am! )
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For me it's just seeing anybody else bleed from a visible wound. Uck. It's not so bad if it's a nosebleed, but to actually see somebody cut and bleeding just makes me all woogie.
Now, if it's myself, no big deal. "Oh look, I just cut into my arm. Huh. Oh well, get a bandaid and get on with things." But anybody else. Shudder. |
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I've seen that picture. Once was too much. I can't stand looking at lotus pods either. For me, it's that eerie feeling when you look down and there's a bug crawling on you. It was so light you couldn't feel it, but my skin just wants to peel off my muscles when I finally clue in that there is an icky bug on me. |
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Can't bite cloth. Can't have cloth even touch my teeth. Not just cotton or felt, any kind of fabric. I go into a revulsion dance with plenty o' shrieking.
My husband also likes to chomp on his shirts in front of me to set me off. The seedpod boob is deeply, deeply disturbing, Photoshop or not. |
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Seeing somebody drink milk.
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People tell me I'm a hypochondriac. Ugh, it makes me sick. |
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Anybody's feet. Or even my own feet. They are so so so gross. I hate feet. I wish everybody could wear shoes all the time so i would never have to see them.
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For me, it's the tactile sensation of the "velvet" used to cover jewellery-store ring boxes like this. When I was a kid, I thought they put that stuff on the boxes to discourage people from stealing the contents. It's the most unpleasant thing in the world to touch. Yecch. |
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Someone chewing on ice drives me up the wall.
That or someone poking an unpopped blister. Eww. |
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Someone eating with a wooden ice cream paddle. I will ask them to go get a real spoon and if they don't, I will go get them a real (i.e. plastic) spoon.
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Never bothered me to watch someone else lick 'em clean, though. |
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The tiniest bit of tinfoil, even the silvery gum wrapper kind, against my teeth.....AAAAaaahhhhhhhh!!!!
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I can't stand hearing someone else clipping their nails. I don't mind it if it's just me, nail clippers and the wastebasket in the bathroom. But earlier this semester one of the professors in my office was clipping his nails and I damn near killed him.
For my wife, it's the sound made by rubbing fingers against denim. She says her mom did it all the time when she was a kid and now she can't stand it. I don't even hear anything. |
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The sound of pencil writting on paper. x's 10 if it's the sound od pencil writting on a whole PAD of paper.
ONe of the most happiest days in my life is when the came out with the Eraser Matetm pens. Finally! I wasn't forced to use a pencil in school anymore. Someone mentioned the touching of paper after you wash your hands. I get that too. And just so everbody knows: I had to read this whole thread pretty much with my jaws clamped shut tighter than a vise grip just to keep myself from get'n the "Jibbly wibbly's" as the OP puts it. |
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Jessica Simpson
But in a good way ;j |
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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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Hm, I feel strangly proud of myself. |
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