Fun Fact Friday - We Have Nothing to Fear but EVERYTHING

It's true, dear reader. You have everything to fear. Particularly the cold clutches of eternal slumber. Our inevitable demises draw nearer with each passing breath, so why not live in constant fear of the things that surround us before we must voyage into the great unknown?

So much sass, so little life.

And I know the perfect way to follow a morbid reminder of your mortality. Why, a fun fact!

Fun fact: Phobatrivaphobia is the fear of trivia about phobias.

That's beautiful, isn't it? Oddly poetic. And you just know that some sick fuck found out his friend had a phobia of trivia about phobias and decided to make up a name for it so that he could torture his friend with that bit of trivia about phobias.

On a related note, Sigmund Freud and I share a fear of ferns.

Cripes, I hate ferns.

A fear of ferns? Yes. I happen to find spores incredibly unsettling, but I hear Freud feared ferns for they reminded him of penises brushing up against his calves. He did not care for that.

Well, until next time, dear reader! Unless the ferns reunite us with the soil from which we came before then....