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Bugs and stuff that just drop out of nowhere. I can handle them if I see them first, but when there's nothing and then WHABAM! a spider right in front of my face, I freak. I can trace this back to a sweet corn picking incident when I was about 6. There I was, happily running through the rows when WHABAM! I ran into a huge garden spider web (those things are freakin huge and uuuugly if you've never seen one.) I ran back out screaming my head off. Scarred me for life, it did.
Other than that, I can handle pretty much anything else.
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It's gonna be a hootenanny.
Or maybe a jamboree.
Or possibly even a shindig or lollapalooza.
Perhaps it'll be a hootshinpaloozaree. I don't know.
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