tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post5198959177249152181..comments2023-05-17T04:41:02.880-07:00Comments on Ways of Wendy: BoggartWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05703504627514627187noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post-19548643811438525172008-03-01T06:56:00.000-08:002008-03-01T06:56:00.000-08:00I was driving in my car the other day and finally ...I was driving in my car the other day and finally realized what mine would be. I don't exactly know why I thought of it just then, way after your post, but here it is.<BR/>Tons of people moving in towards me holding a karoeke microphone and for some reason I have to sing in front of all those people.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16208033793981478012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post-16051244083556179052008-02-12T19:27:00.000-08:002008-02-12T19:27:00.000-08:00Okay, I've been thinking about this and all I can ...Okay, I've been thinking about this and all I can think of is a season of Survivor several years ago when a reward for a couple of people was to swim in this fresh water pool that was full of jellyfish. The jellyfish had evolved to lose their sting by living in fresh water for so many years, but I still couldn't even watch it. Those things just creep me out. So, I guess my Boggart would be a dark pool of jellyfish. What could be more disgusting?Mendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08193037710393516253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post-35480150650704914062008-02-06T11:52:00.000-08:002008-02-06T11:52:00.000-08:00Okay, mine would be having about a hundred birds (...Okay, mine would be having about a hundred birds (of various sizes) whose legs are all stuck in my hair and flapping against my head/face/neck. <BR/><BR/>And as I swat at them, I kill some and then have dead birds hanging from my hair as I’m taken to my 20 year reunion and have nothing to say except “Look at all these dead birds in my hair. That’s the only thing I’ve done in 20 years…”Liz the Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15910096677909941425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post-36718782175066647102008-02-06T10:28:00.000-08:002008-02-06T10:28:00.000-08:00A phone wearing a turtleneck sitting at the bottom...A phone wearing a turtleneck sitting at the bottom of the stairs and I'm at the top.rachelsayssohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08053263932484618552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831762975479342673.post-31037633834008887032008-02-06T09:51:00.000-08:002008-02-06T09:51:00.000-08:00I haven't read Harry Potter, and don't intend to. ...I haven't read Harry Potter, and don't intend to. However, I can gather what a Boggart must be from your very vivid description of all your fears rolled into one image. <BR/><BR/>Mine would be a million birds (because of my fear of flying creatures) chasing me in a car where I have to make left turns (becuase of my fear of left turns) where in the background is the most giant Ferris Wheel you've ever seen and after I make the left turns, I have to go through every drive-through window on the planet (yes, I'm afraid of those too). Good thing for therapists!Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08222717266527397554noreply@blogger.com