One of the weirder phobias I have–aside of my fear of tomatoes touching my food–is that I’m terrified of fish. I don’t mean that if I see an aquarium, I’m going to break out into a cold sweat and start crying, no, even I’m not THAT insane. But since I can remember, my parents have … Continue reading I Fought The Man-O-War And The Man-O-War Won