Queerest of the queer.

[cyrano]

On the way home from being social at a friend's house, the 'mate said that I should set aside a day next weekend, and then she mentioned the 'd' word.
Just bringing the subject up made me go tharn. What is wrong with me? Why is this such a crippling terror?
I've never been in or witnessed a horrific accident or anything. Maybe I'm just a big freak.