This is a bit…bizarre?

There are a lot of phobias in this world. Some seem totally justified, for exemple, Didaskaleinophobia – fear of going to school or Pentheraphobia – fear of mother-in-law. Other phobias sound really weird like Euphobia – fear of hearing good news or the ones related to some parts of the body, ranging from the case of the ultimate unhappy girl or boy in this world touched by (and I mean ONLY by!!) Ithyphallophobia – fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis to Geniophobia – fear of chins, Genuphobia – fear of knees or omphalophobia – fear of belly buttons.

Another phobias worth mentioning for Hangman’s fans is Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia, which means (whatelse?) fear of long words. There is also a phobia of vegetables, that is to say you shit on yourself when you see a broccoli and suspect that the carrot is secretly plotting against you, but also the freakshow fear: Dextrophobia – fear of objects at the right side of the body.

This was a long introduction because FIRST AND FOREMOST THERE IS ANATIDAEPHOBIA, the fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is staring at you! At first, I laughed (loudly), but then…I remembered. And the next thing I knew was that this phobia was born in Viborg, there…near the lake, where the ducks are following you: fat necks caught by your peripheral vision, that insinuating mac-mac and you suddenly come face to face with their insatiable hunger. After some weeks of observing what was happening there between the ducks and the viborgiens, seeing that every weekend they came with bags full of bread (and i’m not exaggerating now) I stated that the small town is under the domination of the Anatidae Family. All I can say is thumbs up for that little boy I saw throwing bread IN the ducks’ heads when his parents weren’t looking.


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