I was a kid in Bakersfield in the 70’s and they did look very insect-like. I liked them. Good thing too, since they were everywhere.
Or they pass one, and then they pass another, and another, until you make the horrifying realization that it’s always the same one…
How do all you trypophobics feel about pores? You know your faces are covered in clusters of tiny little holes, right?
Possums.
They look like big, nasty rats and they move with this creepy, deliberate slowness. If you get too close, they kinda’ hiss and bare their teeth but seldom make any great effort to scurry away. If you get waaaaay too close, or you corner them, they move very fast indeed as they attack and sink their potentially rabies-laden teeth into you.
I get a convulsive full-body shiver when I think about 'em.
If someone’s pores are so noticeable that it trips my phobia, then something’s very, very wrong.
My trypophobia is a situational thing and not everything pings it. Honeycombs, which are probably the quintessential example of trypophobic trigger, don’t bother me at all, but wasp’s nests most emphatically do. I also once freaked myself out by bunching dozens of straws together and looking at them from above, but a speaker cover up close doesn’t even cause me to blink.
Oh, I can relate to that one. I recently visited the Gasometer in Oberhausen to see the ‘Out of this World’-exhibition; it was absolutely brilliant, with the centrepiece being a Moon model 25m in diameter, but what truly blew my mind was that when you looked up, you could barely make out the ceiling 100m above you. It was the oddest sensation of vertigo I ever felt, staring into an abyss, only that abyss is above you. A strange feeling that gravity might suddenly realize its mistake, and I’d fall up into the yawning emptiness. Interestingly, after we’d taken the lift up, looking down was not so bad, and I hardly had any problems once we were outside, on top of the structure.
Oh yeah. They just stare at you boldly, like it’s *their *yard.
Tho my friend did tell me a funny story - she heard scratching out in their (very dark, rural) front yard one night. Opened the door to find a possum right on the step. Slammed the door shut, and then *locked *it. Like the possum was going to open the door and come right in.
Someone in another thread posted this:
And, if you’re REALLY looking to be freaked out:
Wait… was it you Half Man?
I think it was!
Indeed it was! I’m always happy to contribute.
…kinda. 
Something else I find creepy – humanoid robots, especially this grey-skinned childlike abomination. My god, those sounds are going to haunt my nightmares! :eek:
There’s a whole field of study about the creepiness triggered by humanoid robots and animations of humans that are realistic but not realistic enough. The phenomenon is called the uncanny valley. It was even referenced on 30 Rock last season.
I get this when I lie on my back on an even slightly elevated surface in a clear area (like a park) and look straight up to a clear blue sky. My entire field of vision is filled with the sky and I get a surge of vertigo and have to look away or close my eyes after a few seconds.
I thought the Lotus Boob was cool. I couldn’t stop looking at it. But if it actualy were a weird skin condition, it would be creepy and gross.
I’ve always been a little creeped out by teddy bears but…
My dog used to have a stuffed purple teddy bear. He wasn’t allowed to take it outside because it was so raggedy, I didn’t think it could handle a washing. One day he sneaked it outside and it got rained on. I sat it on the outside table to dry. I was reading on the patio, and caught movement from the corner of my eye. The teddy bear was moving. :eek: I poked it with a stick and it made a noise. I flipped it over and looked inside a hole where some of the stuffing was pulled out. It was filled with flies! There was nothing on it to attract them except dog saliva. I flung it into the yard. Later, I decided to put it in a garbage bag so the dog wouldn’t bring it in flies and all. The flies were mostly gone and there was what I thought was mold forming on the outside. I poked the mold with my stick, and it moved!
It was pre-maggots!!! Like regular maggots except tiny.
Rats…fuckin rats with nasty rat tails
Cannibal caterpillars. Kida cool, but creepy.
A few years ago, my mom found some caterpillars in her vegetables. Being a Crazy Bug Lady, I decided to keep them as pets. There were two yellow ones, and a brown one.
I went to my computer to try and identify them. Let’s see, yellow grubs, found in corn… aha, corn ear worms!
I go upstairs to check on 'em, and one of the corn worms is eating the brown guy. And then there were two. Turns out that ear worms are known for gobbling up their surplus siblings.