The irony went right over your head.![]()
Sorry mate but you are right out of your depth, try commenting on things you understand

Sorry mate but you are right out of your depth, try commenting on things you understand
.Haha, nasty **** mate.
Our plane back from Spain was struck by lightning last year, I thought the plane had snapped in half the noise was incredible, the mrs jumped out of her skin. I was surprisingly calm at the time, but other people panicking made me sweat a bit. Horrible experience.
See people with Burkhas on in airports though mate, they make me very uneasy. I asked the check in girl how they know it's the right woman under the veil and she said 'I don't know' **** sake.
Sorry mate but you are right out of your depth, try commenting on things you understand
Can't think of any specific thing that scares me.
Heights maybe when I don't have control, like big dippers and you are relying on the mechanical bits keeping you on the tracks when doing whatever Gs. Not my idea of fun.
Not scared of dying but am scared of being cabbaged and immobile and not being able to tell the doctors to let me go. Told my kids often enough if I'm ****ed to turn off the machines, as I will be bored ****less even if they try to entertain me with what has happened while I'm lying there fecked.
As others have said being buried alive would have been one or burnt alive.
FFS! can you imagine waking up inside the crematorium as the burners kicked in. hahaha
But!
I'm "really" leaving my body to science haven't sorted it yet, but should do so soon I suppose and get the paperwork sorted.
I have looked into it and it seems I will have to go to Newcastle in the end, as that is the only place in the NE!
**** it, if I have to go there at least I'll be dead.
Plus they will be calling in everybody to look at me to exclaim. "****ing hell those Mackems have huge cocks!"![]()
out of a dekota or herc luvvely jubs
Being buried alive is my worst nightmare as well, but I don't fear it as such as it's very f**ing unlikely to happen. My day to day phobias, such as spiders and more so, heights cause me more angst than anything else.
The worst possible way to die for me is a plane crash that I survive, followed immediately by saying "Phew I'm alive", then turning round and seeing a nest full of adult Brazilian Wandering Spiders who want to eat me.
- that gave me the heebeegeebeesHave you read the recent news-story about the spider that burrowed into some blokes stomach then proceeded to travel up into his chest (happened In Australia iirc)- that gave me the heebeegeebees
See, that's another reason I'm not off to Oz. Spiders that crawl into your stomach and travel to your chest live in Oz. Oh you can run away from the spiders, but you'll run into a crocodile, a shark or a snake that will all want to kill you as well.
I'm with you on the spider thing..I hate them.