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.
OOGY OOGY OOGY!!!
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…)
I have a sister who’s like this. All her life, if she wanted a peach, she’d have to have someone else peel it for her.
You realize, don’t you, that there’s a special corner reserved for you in hell just for linking to that! Ickickickickickick! And you’re right, knowing it’s a fake, and knowing how it was done doesn’t make it any less icky!
The sound of a knife sawing through styrofoam, like in a cheap cooler. I have to walk away from that.
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!
ooooh, good one!
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.
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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Oh, the sucking tube’s ok…my true foe is the cold air tube. shudder
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.
Yup. My dad does this. He also chews with his mouth open and it sounds like a Kobe Tai porno. And he does this weird thing where he contorts his mouth to get bits out from between his teeth and makes the most disgusting sound in the process. Makes me want to rampage Tokyo.
I love it, personally.
Gahh it’s…eww… runs to the shower jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie, jibblie…uuuhhh nasssttty
Pistols at dawn, my good sir. :mad:
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.
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.
Seeing somebody drink milk.
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.
Hoo boy, are you going to love Syriana.
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.
Someone chewing on ice drives me up the wall.
That or someone poking an unpopped blister. Eww.
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.
