Greetings and welcome to our Friday on my mind topic. This particular topic is all to do with rhyme and reason, that is while there might be a good deal of rhyme there is very little reason.
During the week eldest kindly sent me this link. It’s a list of phobias. Do you often get the impression that when people send you links such as Better Sex or Old F*rts that they might be trying to tell you something….
But of course because it’s a friend or a rellie then one feels duly obliged to click onto whatever they’ve forward to you. And so I dutifully complied to discover a number of interesting descriptions.
Alliumphobia– Fear of garlic.
Allodoxaphobia– Fear of opinions.
Hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia– Fear of the number 666..and I double dare anyone to have a go at pronouncing that one. Do let me know if anyone might be successful and I will organise a special prize, one of Migs’ mouse pads home delivered by either a bevy of nubile maidens or equally nubile pool boys (according to the preference of the recipient).
Pteronophobia- Fear of being tickled by feathers.
Walloonphobia– Fear of the Walloons. The Walloons are apparently a French speaking people who reside in Belgium. Why they rate their own phobia I’m not very certain.
Blennophobia– Fear of slime.
Omphalophobia– Fear of belly buttons.
I can honestly and without fear of contradiction state that I have none of the above phobias, in fact I’m quite keen on belly buttons..however I can own up to the following:
Dentophobia– Fear of dentists and Acrophobia- Fear of heights.
Consider this an open thread for anything which might come to mind.