I despise getting blisters or shallow cuts, because I have this horrible fear of having my entire skin peeled and ripped off.
Yuuuuuugh, we’re twisted folks here.
I first heard this term in Gerald’s Game, where
She’s trying to get out of her handcuffs. She’s cut her hand with a piece of glass, and as she pulls the handcuff up over her hand the skin starts to pull with it, too, and she wonders if she will “deglove” hersel.
EEeeeeyyagh! does the icky dance
The thought of damage to my eyes bugs me, but perhaps not as much as some here. I was able to read Annie-Xmas’ spoilerbox without it bothering me, although I expect I’d freak out if I was the one it actually happened to.
The bellybutton thing, though? No problemo. Didn’t bother my ex-wife, either. She used to dry her navel with a q-tip after every shower. Interestingly enough, if I dried it for her, it tickled her (a LOT) – but not when she did it herself.
Please don’t see Hostel.
A friend of the family did this, only with his nostril. So he had to sit in the ER with the lure dangling from his nose. 
Just the title of this squicks me out. I had to come in here just to say that I can’t wait for it to drop off the front page of MPSIMS so I don’t keep reading it. GAAAHHHH!
Before getting, um, intimate with a guy, I threaten serious bodily harm if he touches me even near my belly button. One or two have tested the rule and have learned the hard way that I have no compunctions about hitting a naked guy.
Many years ago, my dearly departed Natasha (Dobe female) managed to hook a surf lure through her nose and front leg simultaneously. It was in the middle of the night and my roommate had to drive to his shop and return with some wire cutters to cut off the barbs, while I held her down. Not something I want to repeat…EVER.
Okay, as far as what squicks me out? A ride on the mythical razorblade banister. :eek:
Yeah, I had to pull a fishhook from a dogs cheek once. Didn’t cut the barbs, though, just pulled it on through. Doggy jumped up after and started to chase after lures again until we stopped him and tied him up. 
Although the though of him actually getting hooked is giving me the heebie jeebies, the visual of some poor guy with basscada or a similar sort of googly eyed lure hanging out of his nose is making me giggle like crazy.