Saturday, October 07, 2006

Chronomentrophobia (sissies)

As you know, I hate making fun of people and their eccentricities...but I really, REALLY have to make fun of folks with chronomentrophobia.

As you should also.

What is chronomentrophobia you ask?

It's the fear of clocks. Yup...clocks.

According to some website that treats this 'horrible' condition 'At some point in your past, there was likely an event linking clocks and emotional trauma."

Sack up Nancy!

Its a clock. It ticks. It tocks (though it doesn't talk)

So what was so horrible that happened that made you (PansyBoy) afraid of clocks?

1. Was there a clock around when a shark was gnawing off you leg?

2. Was there a clock around when Uncle Priest sat you on his lap?

3. Was there a clock around when you were on fire on the 74th floor of the World Trade Center?

4. Was there a clock around when you were in that tub filled with spiders and bears?

5. Was there a clock pinned on that evil clown?

6. Was there a clock on the wall when the prison guard was loving you?

7. Is there an evil clock BEHIND YOU RIGHT THIS VERY SECOND!???

GOTCHA!

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

I may have some puppy meds for that.

Cake said...

"4. Was there a clock around when you were in that tub filled with spiders and bears?"

Okay, that cracked me up big time...it's a tub, not only filled with spiders but spiders AND BEARS!!!

I know that would certainly give me chronomentrophobia.

Anonymous said...

Walrus and Eggman: puppy meds are for amateurs.
I have something better.

Anonymous said...

That would certainly make my afternoon more interesting, L.S.D.!

Anonymous said...

All you need is love.
(Love is all you need.)

Anonymous said...

I can't get no, sa-tis-faction!
(Hey, hey, hey! That's what I say!)

Anonymous said...

Cocaine.

Anonymous said...

I'm fed up with these muthafuckin' clocks! Where's that heroin? and my shotgun?

Anonymous said...

I have it darlin'.
Just sign this little piece of paper first.

Anonymous said...

Go on TAKE EVERYTHING!
TAKE EVERYTHING, I want you to!
Go on TAKE EVERYTHING!
TAKE EVERYTHING, I want you to!

:: puke ::

Anonymous said...

Oh, make me over!

::falls flat on face, pukes some more::

Cake said...

Wow.

Lots of famous (and some dead) people hanging out on this blog today.

Anonymous said...

Five years. That's all we've got.

Anonymous said...

I still don't know what I was waiting for, and my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made, it seemed the taste was not so sweet!
So I turned myself to face me, but I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker.
I'm much too fast to take that test.

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me, but I can't trace time.