[ladbroke]

I remember hearing on the radio the other day something about it and thinking surely thats not possible. I briefly googled it but cant find definite answers! Alfred Hitchcock didn't have one, but it was due to an operation apparently.

[DevilsDuck]

Adam as in Adam and Eve didn't have one either!

[Console]

Adam also didn't have arms, legs, a torso or a head.

[S4B]

Just hands, feet and a neck then?

Ladbroke you are clutching at straws mate!

[Console]

Just hands, feet and a neck then?

No, 'he' didn't have a soul either.

[S4B]

You're in a crappy mood this afternoon Console!

[Console]

No I'm not - aren't I always like this?

[S4B]

No! This morning you were funny now you're just being a twat.

[Console]

I was funny this morning?

[Yudster]

It is possible to be born without one apparently (at least a visible one anyway), but sadly I'm not one of those people!

I noticed during the Heptathlon that Kelly Sotherton appears not to have a bellybutton.

[Zoot]

How can you be born without a belly-button/navel?

Console, EVERYONE is born without a belly button. You don't get one till later on when the tissue from your umbilical chord heals.

Get me!

[Yudster]

Cord. You of all people should know the difference between a cord and a chord.

[S4B]

Zooty? You sure Topher isn't logged on as you? You're being a pedant!

[Zoot]

Aw Shurrup...

[Munki Bhoy]

Back to the topic...

Talking on the phone. But only in certain circumstances. Like if I have to phone someone and I don't know what the person on the other end might be doing. If folk phone me I don't have a problem, unless it's an unknown number, then I'm a little weary.

I must be one of the few folk that picks up the phone, dials the number and goes "whoo hoo" when they hear its an automated system. If I think I can get through the whole phone call without having to talk to an operator, so much the better. I'd rather not talk to them - and yes, they can fall into the "I don't know what they're doing" category, even though I know they're at work to answer the phone!!!!

[foot-loose]

Belly buttons. I can just about stand to look at them, the thought of touching mine, or anyone elses, makes me shudder. When my son was born and the clip that clamps the belly button fell off in the bath, I nearly threw up. I had to scoop it out and flush it down the toilet. Just wrong!

The clip, the belly button or the son?

[Yudster]

Back to the topic...

Talking on the phone. But only in certain circumstances. Like if I have to phone someone and I don't know what the person on the other end might be doing. If folk phone me I don't have a problem, unless it's an unknown number, then I'm a little weary.

I must be one of the few folk that picks up the phone, dials the number and goes "whoo hoo" when they hear its an automated system. If I think I can get through the whole phone call without having to talk to an operator, so much the better. I'd rather not talk to them - and yes, they can fall into the "I don't know what they're doing" category, even though I know they're at work to answer the phone!!!!

So its actually worry about what the person is doing at the other end rather than talking on the phone that you have a problem with? Its obvious what they're doing, surely. They're on the bloody phone!

[ladbroke]

Belly buttons. I can just about stand to look at them, the thought of touching mine, or anyone elses, makes me shudder. When my son was born and the clip that clamps the belly button fell off in the bath, I nearly threw up. I had to scoop it out and flush it down the toilet. Just wrong!

The clip, the belly button or the son?

Just the stump of belly button and clip flushed down the bog. Actually after 9 pints of strong lager and a few JD and cokes I no longer give a * about belly buttons. All hail lager. I'm cured.

However the large amount of dead lamb, smothered in chilli sauce, garlic sauce and limp salad I've just eaten is making me feel just as un well. Never mind, swings and roundabouts and all that old bollocks.

[Munki Bhoy]

Back to the topic...

Talking on the phone. But only in certain circumstances. Like if I have to phone someone and I don't know what the person on the other end might be doing. If folk phone me I don't have a problem, unless it's an unknown number, then I'm a little weary.

I must be one of the few folk that picks up the phone, dials the number and goes "whoo hoo" when they hear its an automated system. If I think I can get through the whole phone call without having to talk to an operator, so much the better. I'd rather not talk to them - and yes, they can fall into the "I don't know what they're doing" category, even though I know they're at work to answer the phone!!!!

So its actually worry about what the person is doing at the other end rather than talking on the phone that you have a problem with? Its obvious what they're doing, surely. They're on the bloody phone!

Yeah, but I don't have the same problem with say, sending them a text message or an email. In fact, I invariably text people instead of phoning them because of it. At no point does it bother me about what they're doing on the other end if I send that text message.

Definitely an odd phobia.

[foot-loose]

Belly buttons. I can just about stand to look at them, the thought of touching mine, or anyone elses, makes me shudder. When my son was born and the clip that clamps the belly button fell off in the bath, I nearly threw up. I had to scoop it out and flush it down the toilet. Just wrong!

The clip, the belly button or the son?

Just the stump of belly button and clip flushed down the bog. Actually after 9 pints of strong lager and a few JD and cokes I no longer give a * about belly buttons. All hail lager. I'm cured.

However the large amount of dead lamb, smothered in chilli sauce, garlic sauce and limp salad I've just eaten is making me feel just as un well. Never mind, swings and roundabouts and all that old bollocks.

Stumps, belly buttons, bogs, lager, jd, dead lambs, limp salad, swings, roundabouts and bollocks - all in one post.

Brilliant.

[a-moron]

Still feel to short in the tooth to start a new topic so had a wee search and hijacked this thread...

Seeing as we're on the subject of phobias on the show and a couple of big jessies on here are admitting to papping themselves at the sight of a spider, I thought i'd ask about and see if there are any more out there.
So far discovered DD and Boboff like the porn and foots doesn't like things in his mouth.

Biggest fearty gets a photo of me in a thong, that'll scare the be-jesus out most folks.

[Yudster]

Foots doesn't like things in his mouth? Which Foots were you talking to?!

[MK Chris]

Wasps. Can't stand the * things. Also things that fly and buzz when I can't verify that they're definitely not a wasp.

[SAV1OUR]

Waters become one now for me ever since the person above my flat left his tap running, I'm always double-checking the taps are off as I fear I could be as careless as him, but it's like locking the door or switching lights off, the everyday stuff your memory doesn't store all the time.

And yeah, wasps for me too.

[Yudster]