I am afraid of towels. What happened (and no, I wasn't sexually violated by a towel when I was younger) was that I was going to take a shower and I hung the towel up on the side of the shower, so I could reach it easily and not wonder around in a shampoo induced blind fury trying to find it. Problem was, I was thinking about something else, and forgot that it was hanging there. So I turn around and see this huge blue… thing, looming in front of me. (For those of you who have just tuned in, this is the part where I scream blue murder) this happens to me quite often. It's really funny. Other irrational fears I have are: Fear of lights not working, Fear of prestic and fear of Fruit Loops, or more finding live caterpillars in my fruit loops. Don't judge me.