It's an honest question. What makes you go eww?

I honestly get a kick out of people who are genuinely grossed out easily. Some things, to me, just aren't that worthy of doing that little jumpy jig when faced with the grotesque.

What do you call it?

• grossed out
• freaked out
• the heebie jeebies
• skeeved
• squigged
• get the willies

I am generally not a squeamish person. Hell, I was the only girl in my high school biology class that dissected a squirrel for extra credit because I thought it was neat...and I needed the extra points.

But I digress. When someone asks: "What grosses you out?" I ask, "What level of grossness are we talking about?"

Okay, well there was that one video with an epic zit on the back of the guy's neck and his girlfriend decided to record it while popping and squeezing Old Faithful. It wasn't the popping of the zit part but her dry heaving that nearly got me. Yeah, that was pretty gross. And I'll save you from watching the video as I'm not including it for my delicate-stomached readers

On a scale of 1 to 10, I'd probably give that one a solid 8 on the sphincter-twitch scale.

So, if that rates a solid 8 - you may be quite fearful of what I propose to be a personal solid NINE on the gross-o-meter. Mind you, these are all subjective but ick... I just can't deal.

Brace yourself!

I am totally skeeved out by sitting on a warm toilet seat.

You might be thinking: "Well, that is rather tame...anti-climactic even."

Go ahead and laugh. I can take it.

BUT

Did you ever sit on a toilet seat that someone's been on for so long that it exuded its own radiant heat?

GROSS!

Frankly, I hate the human function of feces. I would rather open a butt pan and dump it somewhere then sit on a water-filled bowl, especially on days with the endless wipe. Yeah, I hate being human sometimes.

It's ten times worse when the seat is warm from someone else's butt.

Maybe it's an Aspie thing...or an OCD thing, but I hate going to public restrooms with every nerve fiber in my body. Someone is always leaving behind "kitty whiskers"

My amazing artwork of a pube

AAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!

No. I can't.

I. Just. Can't!

So, friends - what gives you the "eeks"?

Just a side note: Yes, I really am a girl - most of the time. And yes, poo posts amuse me.

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