So it occured to me last night (and I was reminded about it 5 minutes ago) that I have a strange fear of water bottles. I decided I needed a cooler name for that so I'm going to call it Hydrobottlephobia.
Yes, that means~
Water (Hydro) Bottle (...bottle) Fear (Phobia.)
Dun Dun DUHHH!!!!
Now, chances are you're wondering what struck this fear into me. I will tell you. Have you ever been drinking out of a water bottle and been really thirsty and while you were drinking been a little over anxious and had your upper lip sucked into the top of the bottle??? I hate that! Every time that happens I get this horrible pit in my stomach and wonder if i swallowed another gulp if the suction would get stronger and create a hicky on my poor stuck lip in a perfect circle. Isn't that awful?? How would I explain that one?!?
"Ummmm....well.... I was... I mean... The waterbo....." *Clearing throat* "He was tall, dark and handsome." *Cough* *Cough*
"WHAT?!?"
"Yep...He has perfectly circular lips too...strange, huh?"
Aside from hickies, I have terrible luck and always manage to spill all over myself as well...that always stinks. Especially since it spills out the edges and lands on your shirt and makes you look like a leaky nursing mother.
Strange enough, as I write this I'm refilling my waterbottle...
I will call this phenomenom, "Phobianegatio." That means Fear (phobia) DENIAL (negatio.)
....Or at least I hope negatio means denial, that's what google translator says anyways.
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