My boggart, after last week’s singalong, is probably Wang Chung.

Actually, I can’t think of anything that outrights scares me but lots of things that are really really irritating. Maybe a snake wearing a monocle, because I hate snakes (they were driven out of Ireland, you know) and I really want to be a class warrior. Despite being resolutely middle-class I’m nowhere near monocle level.

And Wii Fit is going to be aweSOME.

Mine would definitely be a BEE. Gah I hate those things!!! Hopefully to defeat it I would have a big ass can of Raid. Or William to beat it off for me. He’s good like that for me.

Hell yeah I am going to get a Wii Fit! I’m totally going to have my brother get me one of the first ones from his store. I can’t even keep up with Mason on boxing…

My boggart would have to be one of the 7th graders…. ugh. I would have to imagine an assistant principal who actually did something to fight it.

Can you tell I am ready for summer?

Raymond said his is boggart is an Aggie.

How would the snake even carry the monocle around, John? He has neither hands to hold it whilst peering snootily over his nonexistant nose, nor a supraorbital ridge to keep the monocle steadied against his eye. Is this some sort of super-breed of snakes? Cause that would be scary.

Sarah, NORMALLY when people ask what my greatest fear is, I of course say birds, but since you are trying to keep this a light-hearted affair, I cannot go into my massive bird-related trauma. Plus, you already know about that.

So if I had to choose another boggart, I’d say it’d be Norman Bates wielding his knife. Because for some stupid reason, I am terrified of being stabbed to death. Like, I don’t think I *will* be stabbed to death, and I don’t silently judge people on whether I think they’re capable, either physically or emotionally, of stabbing me to death, but I think that it’d probably be a super-painful way to die, and I hate pain, so. To get rid of my boggart I’d probably think about Psychos II-IV, which are RLY FUNNY. In a sad, “I can’t believe this was made” sort of way.

The Wii Fit is going to be AWESOME. But I am still waiting for the day when Wii figures out how to turn my body into a Tetris piece. Actually, that’d be a super game for the WiiFit. Imagine, instead of using controllers, you have to contort your body or flip around into the right shape. Like yoga, but less lame and more amaaazing.

Reserved my Wii fit from Andrew. Sometimes having a brother who manages a gamestop comes in handy!

Becky, Raymond is awesome.

Erin, the snake would hold the monocle in place with the power of his MIND.

My boggart is and always will be sharks. I hate em. Though I’ve never seen one nor have I been deep enough in the ocean to get near one they freak me out. I even had a roommate chase me around the house and/or apartment (because it was done in both places by two different roomies.) with a stuffed one. Once I was on the phone with my gf at the time and he placed the shark in a position so that when I put the phone down (it was a landline) I saw it with it’s mouth wide open. I screamed like a girl. I’m not sure if the gf heard me on the other end or not but she did dump me soon after that. That and she hid the shark in my sheets. Maybe my boggart is just big teeth?

My boggart would be a plane falling out of the sky. With screaming people on board. Maybe a small, miniature type plane, like one of those model airplanes that people fly in the park and make those high pitched wheeeeeeeeesss…
I don’t know how I would find a way to beat it. Hmmm…?

So, Moody, are you saying you’re not one of those people who DVRs Shark Week on Discovery Channel every year and sends out excited emails to your friends and coworkers, like, “Two more weeks till Shark Week, guys!” Because I totally am one of those people.

John, a telekinetic upper-class snake IS frightening. Can he wear a little smoking jacket, plz?

I think my boggart would be a basement. Basements are creepy! And dark! And everyone knows that’s where the monsters live! Ok, maybe not that last part, but they’re definitely creepy and dark. And if you consider spiders monsters (which I sort of do), then, yes, monsters live there. Right. Anyway.

So to defeat Basement Boggart, maybe the Swedish Chef cooking in the basement? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sY_Yf4zz-yo&feature=related (total bonus if Waldorf and Statler are in the Boggart Basement too)

Alan Rickman is SOOOO hot. I almost lost the thread of this discussion daydreaming about Colonel Brandon. SWOOOOON.

Ah-hem. Okay, my boggart would definitely be…a giant tick. And I literally just shuddered in my chair before I was able to type those words. Even though I actually really like bugs and arachnids and whatnot, and I’m never the girl who squeals and jumps on her chair, ticks scare the motherloving CRAP out of me. Because of this movie,

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0108339/

ill-advisedly watched late at night in 7th grade, before I became the Horror Movie Loving Pants you know today. But it had Seth Green in it, which started my lifetime crush. So maybe it’s zero-sum gain? No, I don’t think so, I think my desperate horror of ticks overshadows my staggering love for Seth Green.

Second choice would be soggy bread.

Can I just add how indicative it is of Erin’s bird terror that she actually thinks being stabbed to death is a more light-hearted answer than birds?

That’s because, once you’re stabbed to death, the indignity’s over. Birds will just chew on your eyes and trail your intestines around the lawn while you lie there, suffering and wishing you were dead. I’ve read The Red Pony; I know how these things end.

Either a cockroach… or like my Bizarro self, you know, like Bizarro Superman, who is like the total opposite of everything Superman is trying to be. It would be like me facing a version of me that had failed at everything I tried at, but had succeeded in doing everything I had wanted to avoid. So I guess like a Dark David, a doppelgänger of myself.

Although I always think it’s really cool in movies when the hero has to fight an evil version of himself. If I was a really excellent sword fighter, I would look forward to that day.

Perhaps my boggart would be a job that would require me to dress professionally every day. I don’t have problems dressing up every once in a while, but I can’t stand neckties. The thought of having to wear one daily is frightening.

Suiting up is something that I stay far away from as much as possible. I’m the guy pushing the limits of “formal wear required” at the wedding and not wearing black at the funeral. Blech.

I don’t think I’m afraid of suits, but I really don’t like them. Would I rather wear be stabbed to death than wear a suit? No. Would I rather hang out with birds than wear a suit? Yes.

I like Raymond’s boggart. I think his good thought would have to be Vincent Paul Young, Jr.

Anything math related. Perhaps a giant cosine (cosign? see, I don’t even know.) or the Pythagoreum Theory. *Shivers* That would be terrifying.

Vincent Paul Young, Jr! He’s my good thought, even if he has nothing to do with ticks, but he’s just so wonderful and filled with light as to turn anything terrifying into beautiful touchdowns and hail marys and successful option running.

Siiiigh. Someone finally made me stop thinking about Colonel Brandon today.

oh, Erin Who Isn’t Me. How can we share a name? Math is what would banish any and all of my boggarts. So soothing!

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I just like even numbers. I also agree with Moody on sharks.

meredith i knew i loved you for a reason. i tooooo LOVE alan rickman!!! like whoa!

……that is all i have to say.

you already know VY would be my good thought

wow, who knew boggarts were such a hot topic? screw politics, THIS is what the american people really care about!

erin with the little ‘e’ I refuse to watch shark week. When I went to Universal Studios in FL I faced my fear head on by sitting in the most central part of the boat during the JAWS ride. That ride freaked me out. At the age of 22.