As much as I have made fun of my sister’s irrational fear of Rocky IV over here, I must confess something: I had an irrational fear of my own as a child. Mine was much less threatening than Dolph Lundgren, and even more embarrassing. When I was a young child, Winnie the Pooh scared the living sh*t out of me!
I am not talking about the Winnie the Pooh cartoons or books, because I loved those. My fear came about thanks to my mother taking me with her on shopping trips to Northern VA. One of the malls out there had this enormous 12 foot tall stuffed Winnie The Pooh hanging from the ceiling in the children department of some store that Mom liked. All I know is, whenever it was time to shop for clothes, I’d start crying. To a 4 or 5 year old, anything 12 feet tall floating over you is a direct threat to your well-being, even if it is Pooh Bear. What was supposed to be a happy smile on Pooh’s face, appeared to be a menacing grin that said “I’m going to come down there and eat you alive, then wash it down with bowl of honey.”
I stopped playing with my own Winnie The Pooh stuffed animal because of that thing. It reminded me too much of the Big Evil Mall Winnie. They might have been related or something, and there was no way in Hell that I would allow my Pooh to see the light of day, lest his big cousin decide to pay him an unannounced visit! My normal sized stuffed Pooh Bear stayed buried at the bottom of my toy chest for years, until I’d moved on to Transformers and G.I. Joe action figures. That’s when I got the idea to use my Stuffed Pooh it as an evil alien creature for Duke, Flint, Snake Eyes, Roadblock and the rest of them to do battle with. Somehow, the thought of them shooting at him gave me a small measure of comfort. Pooh never quite regained his innocence thanks to the giant version hanging from wire cables at the entrance to the kids’ section of that department store.
There you have it: an embarassing story to balance out karma. Go ahead and make all the jokes that you want in the comment section, or feel free to share your own story of an irrational child fear from years past.
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Oh poor leon I know how you feel! when i was around that age i was scared to death of CABBAGE PATCH DOLLS!!! I know right I, sorry something just didnt sit well with me about some ballheaded bastard baby springing out the earth with leaves around it. Lets face it those dolls looked kind of crazy… On top of that i went to a toy store that had this huge cabbage patch doll with that evil goofy smile standing near the door and it was all over from there. To make things worse my evil brother got the bright idea to tell everyone i wanted a CPD for my birthday…imagine opening every gift and its one of those evil dolls…lets just say i didnt sleep for weeks…
Pooh Bear though?? Don’t feel bad. Teddy Ruxpin used to scare the hell outta me. One of my friends had one of those bears and one day while we were playing, the damn thing turned on by itself!! You know what that does to a 5 year old? Never mind the fact that it looked creepy just for general purposes….::shudders::
Any kinda talking doll with the string in the back still creeps me out. If your lips ain’t moving but, there is a voice coming out then we got a problem. I don’t even like ventriloquists cuz of those dolls. It’s just not natural. Wouldn’t you know it one Christmas my grand-mother bought me my own life-size, crazy looking, white-girl, walking, talking baby-doll…..she was dis-membered in one hour. Homie don’t play that!!
Back in my day (I’m dating myself), there used to be “Chrissy (the white one) & Velvet” (the black one) dolls. You jammed your finger into their belly button all the while pulling this humongous pony tail (what we would call a weave today) out of a hole in the tops of their head, so they could go from short to long hair. When you were done w/long, they had a dial on their backs where you wound that shit back in & it would slowly go back in!! I couldn’t get with it. Something about that big-azz hole in the tops of their heads……
LOL…. I was braved hearted child hardly afraid of anything!
Poor Leon! I was a child and I made the mistake of watching the movie, “It.” It scared the hell out of me and that is where my fear of clowns comes from! They smile with their mouth and not their eyes! CREEPY! I feel the same way about the Burger King man. His eyes are maniacal! I, also, have an irrational fear of spiders! I can’t tell you how many people have said, “They are just as afraid of you!” This is possibly true but, I don’t want to hear it while I’m running from a spider! I am an adult! I am a mother for pete’s sake! Yet, these fears follow me and haunt me still!
so lemme get this straight…you was/are scared of another lil light skinned nigga?
man you are so fired.LOL
@ Mr. 6’5″, it was a BEAR! A 12 foot tall BEAR! I’d like to see you take on a 12 foot tall bear and see how much shit you talk after that! LOL
@ TLUV, I know people who are grown adults and still terrified of clowns to this day thanks to that movie
@ Phoenix7, that was one of the few things I was scared of. I outgrew it once I started watching pro wrestling and trying to beat up any and everybody LOL
@ Tracey in Ohio, I can understand that
@ The Common Share, I can see you dismembering a doll like that!
@ shasha8685, my cousin’s Teddy Ruxpin would start talking by itself sometimes, too. I would punch the shit out that thing, just because he always bragged about having one since nobody else in the family did.
@ SOUTHERN_BELLA, that sounds traumatic…and HILARIOUS!
Aww man u remember that doll that faced the wall near the fire place at your mom’s house. U know the black chuckie thing that looked like it was counting(or scheming). That thing use to scare the crap out of me when i would watch tv over there.
OMG @ Jeff. That doll is the scariest thing ever! He faced the wall like he was counting. We have to take a picture of that sinister doll. Next time I go over there I have to find it. But he still scares me so I dont know….
@ Jeff and Leigh, I’ve seen grown adults stop and say “OH JESUS! WHAT IS THAT?!” When they see that black Chuckie doll thing at Mom and Jimmy’s. Didn’t one of Jimmy’s clients in jail make it for him?
I dont know but we have to take a picture of Black Chucky!
yall better leave my baby winnie the pooh alone okay
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LOL, love Knights answer