Broke Into My House

I remember once a guy broke into my house and tied my family and me up, we were so scared. He then wanted to play a game. He wanted me to choose who should die first, my wife, my son or my daughter. I asked him, “Can’t you kill them all?”

Diapers

There is nothing to be afraid of, except being dressed up in diapers and forced feed a bottle.

Angry With You

The best way to know if I’m angry with you is if my hands are wrapped around your neck.

Dogs

I remembered when I was five years old and I was attacked by a pit bull.  I was scared of dogs for a long time, any kind of dogs.  When I was around ten years old I became tired of my fear and wanted to get over it.  I asked my father what should I do.  He said the best way to overcome your fear is to beat and destroy it.  So that’s when I stared to kill dogs.  I would get ride of them by throwing balls in traffic, feeding them rat poison, etc… After a year of this, with two thousand and thirty-seven kills under my belt, my father found out and made me stop.  But I have to say one thing; my fear of dogs is no more.  Maybe that’s why terrorist hates planes, they may just have a fear of flying.